Tekster: Sweet As Revenge. Between Logic And Senses.

Here I lay, bare naked on the floor (shivering down my spine)
As I lean back on the cold damp wall (shivers of cold or shivers of fear)

Fear of being alone
Fear of being without you
('til the end of days)
Yet you're not here, to catch my fall
As my head hit the concrete floor

My heart cries out
Cries a name that has condemned
My destiny to hell
Please god lift this curse tonight

Reminiscence of a broken heart
Yet it all felt so surreal
For which deadly sins have I deserved to fall
Your every lie went for the kill

My heart and tears are in discord
The first battle with the pain
The fears battle to yearn to avenge the pain
Now all I hear
Are eerie chants
Slowly I shut my tired eyes
Pray it's not my epilogue

Fear of being alone
Fear of being without you
'til the end of days)
Yet you're not here, to catch my fall
As my head hit the concrete floor

My heart cries out
Cries a name that has condemned
My destiny to hell
Please god lift this curse tonight

Reminiscence of a broken heart
Yet it all felt so surreal
For which deadly sins have I deserved to fall
Your every lie went for the kill

I just can't seem to make it out
Between my logic and sense
Is this me the best I can ever be
Your prayers will not suffice

It's a reminiscence of a broken heart
Yet it all felt so surreal
For which deadly sins have I deserved to fall
Your every lie went for the kill