Cast To The Pyre 歌词

(Nothing seems to make sense, I'm tired of it all, I've stopped searching for meanings... there are none. Time heals nothing, all it does is make you more bitter, more twisted yet sucks the life out of you... leaving you too apathetic to seek revenge. Revenge on a society that has lied to you since the day you were born. Only humanity would fill it's days with so much fucking misery to prove to itself that it must be worth something. To who?... to who are you worth something? Who would ever fucking miss you... who will miss you when you are dead? I will tell you... no one...) It's time to cast out of net To call in all the old debts To stumble over all the harsh words And heal all the wounds To steal every glance Every darkened romance And cast it to the pyre To rewrite the words, feign the phrases To finally finish those unwritten pages If I even closed the chapter on you I'm sorry, I never knew what else to do It's last call and the hour is late Time for the last nail in the coffin Then cast me to the fire... [People, places, passages in time, seizing the moment even though the slow burning pain may consume you...]