Nightrage
Shed The Blood
Never turned like the slime that I always knew you wereCan't stand this life my soul lay in a pool of bloodEgocentric high ideals and rotten waysHatred, heartacheA few of my modesHatred, heartacheMore than you will ever believeDominate, recriminateYour slave infected roleTime after time I stare into vacancyDeteriorate, investigateWhat drives you to goal?Lie after lie is my only realityA solitary spotA soul lostShed the blood of my inner fearsSearching into the silent beauty of a nightmareNear empty cold lines and tribulationsSHED THE BLOODAs passion slips by your side, once again I SHED THE BLOOD!
From Letras Mania