Consumed by Self loving pain, self loathing bliss It eats away Burns you like a cancer The feeling's inside mask your size With your will Now you fall From heart and soul Break years of frustration All to plain to see, ease into war Invade with foul fingers Lie to purify, crushing what's not you They say some are born with a blackened heart Fell to the curse of a bastard life They say some are born with a blackened heart Fell to the curse of a bastard life Cursed with a bastard life Your lust to celebrate your name Will cause your fall, your fall Can't change years of frustration All have yearned to see the pedestal crumble Ignored acts of aggression Falsify to slave Avoiding all that's true You stand up Then you fall, then you fall Heartless soulless appetite You're crossing almost every line Now it's time to To wash away (You lost your way) To wash away (You crossed the line) To wash away (You lost your way) To wash away (You lost your way) To wash away (You crossed the line) To wash away (You lost your way) Consumed by Self loving pain, self loathing bliss It eats away Burns you like a cancer The feeling's inside mask your size With your will Now you fall From heart and soul © NOTTING DALE SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com