Perpetual Healing (Infinite Pain) (исполнитель: Martyr)
Where are they gone, all your hopes and your dreams? Cheaply sold to icons of the rot. [bad word] cesspool of all our ideals Repent! In God we [bad word] Buy low, sell high! Cold, Numb, Gone Nothing can keep me here! Nothing... Crack a line in my face, Look into me. As light and sound tear me asunder All you will see... an empty shell Tyrant! You're the cattle You're the butcher No longer can I see Perched here within me I ponder and assemble myself Like a puzzle, a psychic [bad word] Whilst my mind continues to flee And I am lost in my retreat Perpetual Healing... Infinite Pain! miasmal tragedy I wear the mask of normalcy Far be it for to upset Your reality But I must, and so I [bad word] Perpetual Healing Infinite Pain My soul... Petrified Revealing myself... Open wide Judgment will be my pride For wasting my life Perpetual Healing... Infinity, Pain!