For whose advantage all beauty unfolds ? Crimes of sorrow is possession it holds Built with hate, unholy place A kiss of filth in its cold embrace
Grievos perish without a spark Choirs of the gods mere whispers in the dark What will be still remains to be told Like a veil of tears my blood runs cold
To find a way escape the fear and pain To cut my wrists and bleed it all away No left tomorrows, yesterdays Whe all is lost shame will remain
Rejected past in a soulless time No really dead, just barely alive A thin line, but a burden to bear Deliverance or a trip to despair ?
To find a way escape the fear and pain To cut my wrists and bleed it all away Left all alone in this emptyness When all is lost
Come forward Be the first one on the shore Desperation will strike jus like before It came down to this, now it's your turn From the sea of death there's no return