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I pull the knife out of the wound My arm begins to boil The red river meets the sea The pain is nothing to the pain of the memories The secrets I longed to tell Come back again to haunt me They come flooding in As the blood comes flooding out And you will find me here My pale face kissed the pale sand The consciousness, the guilt All flow in the red streams Away to meet the sea I try to swim in my sin Slowly the sky and earth move in Clawing, scratching, tearing I try to plead my innocence My utopia is ruined by my lack of belief My mutilation is my last relief My hurt is my ecstasy And you will find me here Coming back to avenge myself My expiation done My battle lost, my war is won Soon my sleep will easy come My dreams live on without me My world lies in hell I had to do this to myself I stick the knife in again I twist to make the blood run fast I don't want my soul to last don't want anything to last Anymore.
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