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Tekster: Soilwork. Natural Born Chaos. Flameout.

Don't look for compassion as long as you keep turning away
It's all that matters to me when I try to puzzle your pain

You struggle against yourself by living in the dust
Can't you realize there's no one here who you can't trust
May the Gods have mercy on your bastard brain
Hold on one more second my fatal one

Feeding angels with despair
Flame outs reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away

I try hard to pull the strings of your life
Adopting my soul to figure out what's right
Deep down, I know you can make it shine
Save yourself and do not decline

One acute manner for an acute self destructive kind
It is structured before your eyes you're so inferior and vile

A creator of demonized stress
Steals the crown from the evil ones living in his mess
The remnants of his youth lies public just if someone cares
Swallow the bitter pill and justify

Feeding angels with despair
Flame outs reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away

So here I stand all alone
Where is the face that I used to know?
Can't believe you never found out why?
Why keep on hurting yourself?

You're trying to scrolling down
I think it is right now
You're trying to scrolling low
I believe, it's just right now

You struggle against yourself by living in the dust
Can't you realize there's no one here who you can't trust
May the Gods have mercy on your bastard brain
Hold on one more second my fatal one

Feeding angels with despair
Flame out's reigning everywhere
And you need it so, you just can't let it go away

Feeding angels with despair
Flame out's reigning everywhere