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Shaman's Harvest

Cardinal Syn

 

Cardinal Syn

(الألبوم: Synergy - 2002)


Oh look there you go fucking it all up again
Take me for all I am worth
Cuz being clean of you means everything to me
Rake up your words and jump in that pile of shit
Leave nothing unsaid making sure you mean every word
Holiest of priests he is dancing with mannequins
Passionately condescending all upon the other side
Taking my innocence praying it all away
Angel with horns he is
Taking my innocence fucking it all away

You bring me down you drag me down
You drag me down you shut it down
If you poison me by turning voices
Further in my head
I won't even care if you suddenly you should
Wind up dead
Slipping further down this spiraling
Twisted wasteful home
Counting shards of glass, broken from
The mirror of our home

And what if you bring me down
You tear me down you drag me down again
I'm sick of talking through you
Take a real good look at myself
Don't like what I see
Someday I guess I will feel something
How you wanted me to
Now I'm dying for you

You bring me down You drag me down
You drag me down You shut it down
If you poison me by turning voices
Further in my head
I won't even care if you suddenly you should
Wind up dead
Slipping further down this spiraling
Twisted wasteful home
Counting shards of glass, broken from
The mirror of our home

If you poison me by turning voices
Further in my head
I won't even care if you suddenly you should
Wind up dead
Slipping further down this spiraling
Twisted wasteful home
Counting shards of glass, broken from
The mirror of our home

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