Testo di Certainty... Corpses Bleed Cold

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold why do I not escape arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold I'm the scourage of my self made walls Shadows of the past thrown on me and broke my walls, all the time that has passed, However the pain is not less- hopelessy caught in emptiness recognition of boredom... Arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold why do I not escape arms are weak, my feet are stiff & cold I'm the scourage of my self made walls dreams of hope come up and let me fall again even deeper into the band of pain, steel colours my skin deep red, no death, but eternal toture...