Из альбома: Sucker Punch
Fake the part again
I’m the saint who spared the blood again
Touch my soul
It’s too late to die again
On my way to save the child again
Oh, my Lord
Wanna feel me?
Wanna plant my words?
Wanna fill me in to all that has gone wrong?
Wanna feel me?
Let me plant my words
Wanna fill me in to all that has gone wrong?
Carry this grudge I’ve held so long
Can’t breathe through this mask very well
Blame the part again
I’m the one who said you’d live again
Touch my soul
It’s too late to die again
On my way I came to die, my friend
Now I’m Lord
Wanna feel me?
Wanna plant my words?
Wanna fill me in to all that has gone wrong?
Wanna feel me?
Let me plant my words
Wanna fill me in to all that has gone wrong?
Carry this grudge I’ve held so long
Can’t breathe through this mask very well
Hardly have time to count my thoughts
Run free through fields of violent red
Carry this grudge I’ve held so long
Can’t breathe through this mask very well
Hardly have time to count my thoughts
Run free through fields of violent red
I’ve been through nothing better
I’ve been through this, my friend
I’ve been through nothing better
I’ll never breathe again