Paroles de Desire The Pain

This is your dying will Forced to feed, and over again Flies to filth, greed, wealth And we take what they give Every piece that we can hold Is it all that we are Is it all we seek to be Soiled hands will meet us there Choking the light from our souls I desire the pain I desire the weight And I will face my grave Draining the life from our veins Into a curse that we despise What a sickening way, to spend our lives Soiled hands will meet us there Choking the light from our souls I desire the pain I desire the weight And I will face my grave I desire remorse I desire release And I will chase this away Away I desire the pain I desire the weight And I will face my grave I desire remorse I desire release And I will chase this away I desire the pain I desire the weight And I will face my grave