Overloaded with emotions
Of the darkest kind
In my see-through-skin
Breathing the thick air
I moan and shiver
The misanthrope supreme
Infests my mind and soul
Like a cancer
It eats me from inside
I weaken - it prospers
My suffering
- it's only mission
With a trembling voice
It speaks through me
With words so frightening
Self destructive impulses
Poison my every thought
Too weak to offer
Any resistance
I will die
As I have lived... eclipsed
Life is my prison
To escape means suicide
1 | Coming In From The Cold |
2 | I Fought The Angels |
3 | Accused Of Stealing |
4 | No Danger |
5 | Woke From Dreaming |
6 | Favours |
7 | Witness |
8 | Aye Today |
9 | Pull The Wires From The Wall |
10 | Clarinet |