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The Open Breach (Japanese Bonus Track)

 

The Open Breach (Japanese Bonus Track)

(álbum: The Scythe - 2007)


Understand, the weight of your words
Some will fade away and some will last
And they dig, haunting my peace of mind

You'll not become my fallen idol
A god repressed by a man now atheist and grey
What I've found is just unreality

Unwilling to comply with what you say
A stroke with iron hand
Alone I stand

And what I heard that night, that crucifixion
It stole my breath and got me beat

Died again that very day I left without a trace
On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond
Died again that very day I left without a trace
An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire
An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hands

Could curtains fall on both our thin eyes
Staring at the shade that darkened that night
And a fear started to grow inside

I'll not become a wandering raven
I know the tears that flow and the meanings inside
Reading signs, playing the strings of fate

Unwilling to comply with what you say
A stroke with iron hand
Alone I stand

And what I heard that night, that crucifixion
It stole my breath and got me beat

Died again that very day I left without a trace
On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond
Died again that very day I left without a trace
An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire
An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hands

Died again that very day I left without a trace
On the edge that separates the sanity from what's beyond
Died again that very day I left without a trace
An open breach, a leak that is bleeding desire
An open breach, a man with a thorn in his hands
A man with a thorn in his hands

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