Stormcrow lyrics

How am I gonne sleep tonight with this light in my face? It's clinical, cold, white Reflecting from the faces they recall all the time They press me, say, it's gonna be okay! Well I will not 'cause it's not Ill news' an ill guest but who am I to keep you from this The unbearable trith in my eyes Red it from my eyes You will never smile again I'm that prophet that breaks your hopes down Make yourself at home in hell You're not to awaken from this nightmare I've seen grown men break the moment I release the names Be my guest and search for mistakes I made They ask: Have you ever felt like this? Well I have not I feel cold Words are no use as they sharpen the edge of the knife It's like your heart is being excised My heart is beind excised You will never smile again I'm that prophet that breaks your hopes down Make yourself at home in hell You're not to awaken from this nightmare I'm stormcrow Bringing an end to your hope All you loved turned into dust Dead and gone