When will be this angst gone?
When will you hit the rock bottom?
Get away and be anyone else
A sick mind needs to sleep alone
When will be this angst gone?
When will you hit the rock bottom?
Get away and be anyone else
A sick mind needs to sleep alone
When no icon look at your livid face
You better waste yourself in the way of bad oceans
Because the weight of your sin is such a hard weight
And makes you sink and pray bad emotions
A personal loss
Look around to find
Close your eyes for good
And I will close mine
Swim across the stones
And I'm sure you will be fine
But well I don't mind
Your nature is so cruel
And you look such unkind
Let me sleep with you
In a million pines
You're floating across the space
Such quite as divine
And well I don't mind
Painful colors through the way to heaven
Is there a heaven or the sky must be gray?
And you'll break down in a million pieces
When you realize how much pain!
Rooms without exit
Mirror hides true faces
Is there a place for a fucking God?
Deep in your body your heart have been cut
A hole that hurts a lot
A personal loss...
