Paroles de Last Nail

Knife will cut your flesh Sinful hateful crime Touch the colored knife Clock is ticking back With obscene delight In my arms tonight... Ripping all their minds To your own demise Paint your god in black And the colors inside... Pictures of our pride Like a knife that cuts to me I wallow in melancholy 3 dimensions of the "I" not in vengeance And the power lied inside Swan song from the rotten kingdom And a place of mine In my sleep, the nightmares fade Disappeared the bleeding dark I live in a strengthful kingdom Nail within the facts...