Paroles de Beyond The Edge

Hands dropped, on my knees I bury my vim in the ground Suffocate in false shadow And languid fear-I won't live My will besieged-to blunt my senses Endowed with wild passion Deprived of naivet'e Being touched by pure anger I'm tied with vanity Leaving all Memories, love-my sister Of which I'm sick there Wise tale of hackneyed phrases Trace of dimmed offence Without a backward glance I leave the world of other's Imperishable bottom tired me out Weak-will dropped down Blindly they read from above Missing all between the lines Sink in phantom heights Forgive my sins Those, which I won't regret I'm seeing through our days Render lifeless, gorging Hoping for idleness, copulating with Vainness Touching firmness Joining rebelliousness Bending under hope Fall asleep in dream's hands Do not trick myself again