Tradução: Forfun. Contelaà § à £ o Karina.
: Crippeling ways of religious innocence of ?? and now get me nacked ?? destroy the un? christ ? and slow death become... to touch ? ?? to come here
: Triste desde que te perdiste, desde que ya no estas, regresa la realidad. La realidad es un paquete de cosas tristes, paquete de cosas tristes que
: Forcing the words up my throat and through my tongue. Causing the projection of loss and speeding of lungs The walls of regret share the texture of
: Gather yourself to your feet This world isn't done with you yet You keep finding yourself on your back Screaming through quiet words Dwelling among
: Knowing now all your thought before you will take this bread and cup losing grasp of what what you will know and dont give this conversation up! knowing
: Face to face with yourself. Staring back at your own reflection. Take in the flood and the overwhelming thought of infliction. Every breath you take
: I'm taking control of everything I've lost I've drifted down this river side by side with everything I'm not Horizons of he who never hungers He who
: My mind pushes past conscious thought Thinking, feeling, knowing past Tell me, tell what am I? This gate is closing way too fast They say routine
: What was thought the ending Began a whole knew conclusion This story that you called so old I'm reading through Turning the pages This story is so
: Coming so far from it all Wondering how this came so fast With every breath trying not to fall In retracing the steps of our past The beginning was
: Oh how I'm falling faster, into this state of mind I look at this barren page, with nothing left to write How I'm falling faster! You've raised suspicion
for a goodbye, thank you. Dial the sun, for the time? Dial the sun, forgive a big hand, a little hand. We'll never tell them apart regardless. Best regards. Forfeit
Every time your lips spill their poisonous words, they infect the ones you claimed to have cared for. We are gored by your serrated ways. We shed our
up To cut through this Be firm and sit, in silence I want to fight I want to prove i'm right I want to fight So turn and forfeit Forfeit Learn
If you, you are the bolts that are making the Earth spin Then I have failed to embrace the touch of my own skin So please, please make me love To be
Crippeling ways of religious innocence of ?? and now get me nacked ?? destroy the un? christ ? and slow death become... to touch ? ?? to come here seeing
Every time your lips spill their poisonous words, they infect the ones you claimed to have cared for We are gored by your serrated ways We shed our faith
