I've always known It is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes; I'm taking my life I've always known it is too late I gladly reap what I sow So now I bid you all farewell
Blade in hand I do hesitate, Terror can be read in my face I keep forgetting that there is nothing to fear
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
I've always known it is too late The signs burn deep in my soul End of the waiting comes I'm taking my life
I loathe all the things I see What you feel doesn't matter to me All these words and still there is nothing to hear
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
[Solo: P. Nilsson]
Churning, burning With frustration Churning I am Turning, drowned in sickness Twisting disease Swirling fever And frustration Vile infection Churning within Burning conflicts Enter death
Caged inside I cannot seem to end the battles Breaking down, I worship the insane
Caged inside This world knows its torture tactics Born to pain but never again, no