Slave के बोल

believe it, i am broken! with the fall of serenity lies i cut out my eyes, but i see all moments clear imagine, it would be you, instead of me, pendulating hate and mourn, i think it would be you who would kill me! hell - what more do i have to take? the pain goes on and on through sorrow i embrace the loss of every- thing we had! listen to me! i know, all words have been spoken. how should i ever enjoy the sun, (when despair) entwine my heart failure! this all shall remain! i wonder if my soul will ever catch the glare of a morning! INSANITY now, its time to leave heaven, to respire sulphur and hate. the pain of former time is coming, i shall inhale madness.