All you crucified,
All you who suffer
Into your embrace
I'll fall.
Now I'm entombed
Within my scars and fears,
This tomb is suffocating me.
My breath, hardly audible
Is the sound of appropriate retribution
In the ground I've fallen on
The seeds will grow...
I will reincarnate
Into the storm
That brings revenge to you
That brings rest to all betrayed by you.
I've torn my anxiety apart.
My breath, hardly audible
Is the sound of appropriate retribution.
Go.
Not looking back!
My demons isolate me
Not breathing !
6 feet above are pressing
Glass splinters!
I'll stick together again
The terror!
Will be my gift for you
In the ground I've fallen on
The seeds will grow
I will reincarnate
Into the storm
That brings revenge to you
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