Schismatic - Bad Appeariance | Текст песни

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• Schismatic
• Bad Appeariance

Got a fog in your eyes
When you smile
Got a poison in mouth
When you talked
Your conscious is sick
When you think
You will cut my throat
If I look at you

Hate is what I bear
For your weak generation
I do my best for you
To degenerate your soul
I want to follow my thoughts
Questions whip my mind
When I contemplate my life
Cannot find no compromise
Fear appears sweat on cold face
Then you look at me. Forgive me
Your feelings got me wrong
Let’s try to learn by our faults
Our guilts. Godless sins
Need this senseless war to cease

Now then all is done
I realized my pain
How I destroyed my life
I wish I could forget
A face that I will remaind
A face of foggy eyes
That wanders around my brain
Cannot cure my mind