Testo di Lacerations

The silent pain has come alive The quiet shame is crawling The tyrant’s name is genocide The violent game is calling me Painting madness… Chained in sadness The canvas aches for my design The script is waiting for me It vanishes, it stains my eyes It’s lost inside my story I blame you in all of my vice I blame you in all of my sacrifice Cutting out the darkness and the light Painting madness… Chained in sadness Confrontation… Separation Transformation… Liberation The violent game is calling me Fascination with our lacerations In our sacrifice and lamentations After all is lost and all is taken All the scars are mine, once forsaken By my own design Cut into a thousand pieces of Christ