- Cold
Cold
Cold pierces my tired skin and makes a hidden wound.
I'm frozen. Why it continue?
Always the same question.
Wind whispers to me: "It's better."
It cries out to me. Again.
- Cursed City
In the cursed city - doesn't live people.
They are loving war and pain. - They want to reign.
Each of them is strongly hates another.
Everyone is always ready to smother.
Broken vows and lies are routine.
Cursed city. They want. They want it.
- I'm So Tired
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I don't remember how I've got here.
Who are they?
I only see the faceless silhouettes.
Maybe you know?
I almost forgot your smell,
But nothing in the world
- Look Around
I'm tired of blind eye.
Dirty bodies with dirty minds.
You don't realy know why
But you wan't justify.
I'm looking through you,
You think you're normal?
All your little world is not true.
- Scars Of Life
As we're sitting here staring each other down
you open up your mouth let your lies spew out
what are we doing here it's wrong can't you see
you wanna leave me here, and forget about me
You look me, in the face
Tell me I'm, your disgrace
you say that you're the victim
- Selfish Angel
I... born in light,
Fall in night,
For my maaad mind!
I... want to fight,
Never die,
Dad loves hated.
I am perfection,