What a coincidence
Vanity ruins
I feel my eyelids but don't remember when I've closed them
the daylight burned my eyes betraying me again
the sleep is wrapped up in my lashes
it edges slowly into slits of my mind
my faithful sisters are raped
and my guard lies slaughtered on the battlefield
the light is on
I guess I've been entrapped
I sense his presence behind my back
and the sudden stab of a knife, a kiss of blade
the stench of primal fear
cracking bones
got to escape, but I keep slipping in my gall
my strength is annihilated
my body starts to decay
with all one's might, full of uncertainty
I try to stab the bastard back
full metal jacket of denial
dries out the last drops of faith
I choke on the warmth of my own blood
servants of the sandman, bury me alive
another hopeless night
no conciliation
too scared to fall asleep
I drank too much of twilight, suffocating in a stuffy room of mine
distorted image of purity
thousand faces, thousand shapes
now I own the knife
his death is my only salvation
puking caffeine mixed up with evening weakness
I creep back to my bed
I wander through the night, sharing with darkness
my sentence to unbreakable knowledge
break the cage, destroy the possession
I'll drink you to the dregs
give me your hand, I'll show you the end of the path
to the end of the ends
with your wretchedness we'll conquer the world of pitiful cowards
just retain your fear and cherish, cherish the nonsense
of your hollow existence.
the daylight burned my eyes betraying me again
the sleep is wrapped up in my lashes
it edges slowly into slits of my mind
my faithful sisters are raped
and my guard lies slaughtered on the battlefield
the light is on
I guess I've been entrapped
I sense his presence behind my back
and the sudden stab of a knife, a kiss of blade
the stench of primal fear
cracking bones
got to escape, but I keep slipping in my gall
my strength is annihilated
my body starts to decay
with all one's might, full of uncertainty
I try to stab the bastard back
full metal jacket of denial
dries out the last drops of faith
I choke on the warmth of my own blood
servants of the sandman, bury me alive
another hopeless night
no conciliation
too scared to fall asleep
I drank too much of twilight, suffocating in a stuffy room of mine
distorted image of purity
thousand faces, thousand shapes
now I own the knife
his death is my only salvation
puking caffeine mixed up with evening weakness
I creep back to my bed
I wander through the night, sharing with darkness
my sentence to unbreakable knowledge
break the cage, destroy the possession
I'll drink you to the dregs
give me your hand, I'll show you the end of the path
to the end of the ends
with your wretchedness we'll conquer the world of pitiful cowards
just retain your fear and cherish, cherish the nonsense
of your hollow existence.
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