Текст песни Certainty... Corpses Bleed Cold

(Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold) (Why do I not escape?) Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold Why do I not escape? Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and 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 Hopelessly caught in emptiness Recognition of boredom Recognition of boredom Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold (Why do I?) why do I not escape? Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and 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 torture Recognition of boredom Recognition of boredom Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold (Why do I?) Why do I not escape? Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold I'm the scourage of my self-made walls