Thief کے بول

Couldn't sever your sadistic ways Wanted to burn the things that I can't change If I could empty my brain I'd never come back! As I rot in this cage Like fresh mold wrapped in its discourse Where everything being said is being monitored By that sadistic cold machine Every breath incites that the flames burn bright And death invites me everyday It came back around like clockwork Translucent in its descent I could see that all is one And that hate was different I could lean over and stare into my soul It was deep like a well And in the darkness I heard a voice It was telling me to leave Every breath incites that the flames burn bright And death invites me everyday As I rot In this cage I can't run I just wait I made my escape The voice caught up to me It led me to my demons It brought me to my knees As I rot In this cage I can't run I just wait The truth burns bright I will return...