Martyr AD все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Castration
I have tasted your blood before
And bled while you walked away
I've seen Hell through the eyes of the ruined
I have walked with the feet of the dead
Looking for a chance to make something from nothing
My nothing rain poured down upon the streets
Paved with the open chests of the brokenhearted
And misbegotten the truth of nothing is as it seems
- Prozac Anecdote
And with this we learn to appreciate true suffering
The angry helpless feeling of it all
Becomes something to take a strict comfort
In the words that we use become mundane
And tired to us because all we have felt
Has remained constant for so long
The words we hear from you are cliched and worn
And I can mimic your every breath