Part I: Purgatory
Gift, it comes unwrapped
Take, no turning back
Call, follow the track
Fear my soul is black
Lovely child, open eyes, new to life, bound to die
Welcome pain, with a smile, mamma said don't cry
Why would I hang on to life, it will find me, I cannot hide
Sister Death, walking with me, talking to me, playing with me
I can't win, I give in
Peter walking in the woods alone
Will he only live to see the dawn ?
Remember Riding Hood
Fooling around did her no good
Join the woolf into bed
Pleasure in pain?, she never said
Dead men walking in this life alone
Fear instilled in us since we were born
Blame childhood fairy tales
Giant forum: lies for sale
Leave the meaning alone
Mamma let me make up my own
Nikki wakes up every morning
Don't know she's dyin'
Lives by the very words she spreads
Dead thinking
Motionless speech is her fave type
Stereotype
Her set phrases betray her agony, she can no longer think her own...
What is the matter with me ?
Am I so bent on destruction ?
No, don't misunderstand me
I only urge resurrection
Existence is built on illusion
Is there a pattern for deconstruction ?
Lonely child, close your eyes, leave this life, far behind
Welcome death, with a smile, mamma told you lies
Why would I hang on to life, it has fooled me, it has used me
Sister Death won't betray me, won't abuse me, won't cheat on me
No more games, naught to gain
Part II: Resurrection
I left the land of broken dreams, I am drifting
My wounded soul, ethereal, slowly healing
Death, synopsis attempt
Lie, it is not the end
Cold, so the story told
Not, welcoming and warm
Dare think that it is fair
Cry your tears in the rain
Born to suffer we are
Gift to the sweetest ones
Him we blame, "He takes away the innocent"
Here we're left to wash the blood stains on our hands
Why ?, the sinners always fail to understand
Life, their sentence till He puts it to an end
You curse, you curse Him when they leave
While you should be beggin' Him please
Beg Him, beg Him for your release
Dare think that it is fair
Cry your tears in the rain
Born to suffer we are
Gift to the sweetest ones
Him we blame, "He takes away the innocent"
Here we're left to wash the blood stains on our hands
Why ?, the sinners always fail to understand
Life, their sentence till He puts it to an end
