Paroles de Portraits Of Suffering

Don't know, how to escape From the ghost of the past. Every night I wake up frightened Frozen with fear. Every dream becomes a nightmare A torment cast in sin. When I see my scars. I remember their faces. Guilt is eating my insides with this Terrible staring fucking with my mind. You don't know the sound of suffering Or the stench of death. Torn, a fraction of myself. Burnt,with tension, painful memories. Still haunted by the past I shiver relentlessly Shrouded by trembling Under a cloak of remorse. It seems like there's no exit This can't get worse. Torn, burnt. I live hidden afraid. I feel like I am trapped and can't escape A wheel. I am for a straight line I'll never reach. Disturbance. A constant black Sinking deep into my soul. Cutting through my heart. Right now I feel like striping That heavy cloak of guilt. In the depths of self, one finds the strength to Resist and overcome. Bursting like a storm, Down with the walls that confine. I try to escape... I have to believe... From the ashes of my guts. I arise bringing punishment upon you.