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Do I stand a chance
To find away to carry on,
through the fucking darkness of this world.
We’ll walk a thousand fucking miles,
to the sound of voices hunting us.
I need to find a better way,
disbelief is everywhere I see.
Am I crazy?
I think I’mcrazy!
Will you turn to me?
In the darkest hour of the night?
I feel them hunting me,
are you there?
We’ll be alright.
Will you turn to me?
You know I’m always by your side.
I am crazy!
Oh I’m crazy!
This time I’m headed for the end,
Shadows form before my gloomy eyes.
I feel the cut,
I see the pain.
As my sordid blood falls to the floor.
My mind sees not but dreary truth.
In this river water turns to blood.
I hear them calling…ME!
(BREAKDOWN)
Kill me now,
before it's too late.
Burn me now,
before it's too late.
A grip,
so clear,
I burn to ash.
My corpse,
a sight for hell as well.
Tear me up.
Cut me down.
In my morbib soul,
I have a fear.
What if it stops?
I can't survive.
My life runs cold.
I hate this life.
My body aches.
The pain is worse.
If I never was,
would it be a lie.
If I take it in,
will I lose my mind?
Do I stand a chance?
Will we never die?
KILL ME!
KILL ME!
Turn to me!
And kill me now!
To find away to carry on,
through the fucking darkness of this world.
We’ll walk a thousand fucking miles,
to the sound of voices hunting us.
I need to find a better way,
disbelief is everywhere I see.
Am I crazy?
I think I’mcrazy!
Will you turn to me?
In the darkest hour of the night?
I feel them hunting me,
are you there?
We’ll be alright.
Will you turn to me?
You know I’m always by your side.
I am crazy!
Oh I’m crazy!
This time I’m headed for the end,
Shadows form before my gloomy eyes.
I feel the cut,
I see the pain.
As my sordid blood falls to the floor.
My mind sees not but dreary truth.
In this river water turns to blood.
I hear them calling…ME!
(BREAKDOWN)
Kill me now,
before it's too late.
Burn me now,
before it's too late.
A grip,
so clear,
I burn to ash.
My corpse,
a sight for hell as well.
Tear me up.
Cut me down.
In my morbib soul,
I have a fear.
What if it stops?
I can't survive.
My life runs cold.
I hate this life.
My body aches.
The pain is worse.
If I never was,
would it be a lie.
If I take it in,
will I lose my mind?
Do I stand a chance?
Will we never die?
KILL ME!
KILL ME!
Turn to me!
And kill me now!