Testo di Cold And Calculated

A life you built exploiting the dreams of innocents Preying on the wide-eyed fantasies of those with the purest intent As parasites, they always need a host (how many lives have you bled?) Your crooked gain will always find a leech’s ending There is a reason you cannot sleep You found the wages you’ve sown in greed There is no solace in what you seek You found that although you have gained it all you had to sacrifice... Your prize. After all was said and done you lost... Your pet. Rest it eludes you as spirits fill your head Longing for the days when ghosts you used won’t follow you into your bed So now it’s cost the apple of your eyes (you’ll never see her again) Why can’t you see that she is not your property when... How many lives have you bled? After all was said and done, you lost... Your pet. Your prize.