Winds Of Creation - Lost In Pain, Living In Vain Тексты

Set yourself free
From the bondage of pride

False, eventually
A dark night sky

Measure the damage
Taste the poison

Submissive, even in rage
Dominated by some

Cry for care
Watch your corruption

Haunted by weakness
Thoughts of depression

Rapture in madness
Enjoy destruction

Blood weak and rotten
In hope for ascension

Lost in pain, living in vain
Set yourself free from distress
Sacrifice
Dwell in weakness
Lost in pain
Living in vain

Rust your mind
To reach the light
But your dark side
Is the one that fights

For you are so weak
And your virtue is gone

So envy me
For what has to be done
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