Apostate - Futile Existence | Текст песни

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Another day
Of dementing life
Another prayer
For demise
A tear dripped
On the floor
I'm desolated
I will stop

Living now!
For I am
Frail Weak
Ghost of a man
Who stopped to breath
And pretend!

You don't know
How it feels
To be silenced and confined
To lie in mud
Casted away
Dreaming of death
That won't come
All this time
I've been calm
Silent, resigned
But the past is gone
I'll make you pay for everything

I've come
From hell
You had
Locked me in
I've come
From my cell
To take you with me!

As I have stopped
Begging for your
Help
Hope is gone!
And so am I !

You damn me,you're sure
I will burn in hell
Believe me, I had
Already been there
Locked in my own cell
Of violent arrogance
I tried to say
But no one gave a fuck!

If in my futile
Existence
Anyone listened
Or anyone cared
I would have chosen
I would have chosen
Another way!

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