1. |
Path Of Blood
03:47
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The wolves are, are drinking my blood
And they will follow me down
On the path to my home
The wolves are, are drinking my blood
And they will follow me down
On the path to my home
My home
Then, they may come in
And get what they own
If you come, follow my blood
And then when you’ll get in
You’ll find me alone
Alone
Then, then you’ll see
They get what they own
Then, then you’ll see
They get what they own
They get what they own
They get what they own
Yeah, they get what they own
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2. |
The Best Follows
03:52
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Yes I want it so loud
Want to find a way out
Of this shit maybe
No one really gets out
No one really wants it
I don’t know maybe
Only one way out
Please now scream at my face
The door’s all open
All these dead end ways
Same old grin on my face
Tired of being sick
Hard to see through the night
My heart is always broken
Yeah, you know it baby
Yes I want it so loud
Yes I want it with you
Even out of the blue
Who do you think you are, just go fuck yourself
Who do you think you are, just look at yourself
Who do you think you are, just go fuck yourself
Who do you think you are
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3. |
Your Eyes
04:01
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From the bleakness of dawn
Until the dark night in the end
My thoughts are always on you
My heart is pounding in my head
All my dreams are shattered
Broken in pieces in the end
And all that stands in between
Are things on which I won’t depend
My conscience, paralysed
I’m speechless, your eyes
Tired of my weakness
Feelings setting on the pace
My bones are making songs
On the moments of your grace
Sometimes I wish I was
Lying at the bottom of a lake
So nobody would find me
In my sleep and overaged
My weakness, the price
My weakness, your eyes
My conscience, paralysed
I’m speechless, your eyes
Oh God I feel it coming
Oh God my eyes are bleeding
Oh God my face is melting
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4. |
Incomplete
03:38
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Yeah, I’m living a dream
Every day, closer to the stream
Then I wake up in sweat
Nothing’s real I only slept
A part of me is incomplete
A part of me is already dead
Yeah, I’m living a dream
Every time it feels so unreal
Then I wake up in sweat
Nothing’s real, feels so unclean
I didn’t go out today
The snow was gently falling down
I lowered my guard
A part of me is incomplete
A part of me is already dead
I lowered my guard
Yeah, my head’s on a block
Please chop it off
Don’t want to feel no more
Put my head on a spear
Show it up
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5. |
Hard Skin
05:22
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Live, you better live
Or kill, kill me now
Cause if you don’t
I may kill you
Live, live fast
Don’t you wait
Cause it won’t last
No matter if you run
It will kill you
Hard skin
Try to reach me
Hard skin
You won’t reach me
Don’t look back
Forever, it’s chasing you
The beast is inside
It lurks on you
Live, you better live
Or kill, kill me now
Cause if you don’t
I may kill you
Hard skin
Try to reach me
Hard skin
You won’t reach me
Free, living
Don’t wait
Free, living
Don’t wait
Go ahead, free and living
I’m on the edge again
You know what it means
Better put more pressure
I’m in, you’re out
I’m a thief
I’m hard wired
I’m a scum, I’m a liar
Push back, I’m not clean
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