And there was no life in my eyes
I heard nothing but my own blood
Pumpimg in my chest with nothing but pure hate
The restored in my mind
Disappeared like the steam
I get up off the ground
Ready for the burning pit
I remember
I saw you laugh and you saw me bleeding
How my own blood I've f*cking cast
How I gave you my hand and you pull me to the ground
How is that peel off the scab heals the wound?
Like the Sudharshana in throat to erode the scorn
Faceing disgusting truth
Nothing to loose or proof
How is that peel off the scab heals the wound?
Like the Sudharshana in throat to erode the scorn
And there was no life in my eyes
I heard nothing but my own blood
Pumpimg in my chest
The restored in my mind
Disappeared like the steam
I get up off the ground
Ready for the burning pit