when the way is clear, but nothing's right and no one's near As my soul creeps towards the flame of the unholy. Oh, what a shame! The black gets
she's mass destruction forces induction no repercussions she's got to have one through repetition brings joy by friction she never wanted she
Letting things go when all [unidentifiable name] needs is some attention always saying no when all he needs is some affection loosing my mind over the
Feel the rush Feel the pain Feel the thrust Power Take my blow Take my slay Take my lust Power Use you fear Use your pain Use your hate Power Fight
You said I hurt you The pain I feel still burns You said I neglect you let things by with no concern You said that I don't care What the hell do you
That's Easily Ignored Can't get my thoughts across to tell you Torture intensifying inside Dense liquid pain fills my prison cell This overflow
Tercüme: In Black yerle bir. Taşma [şant House Mix].
