Из альбома: The Haunted
music & lyrics Jensen
Cold skin clings to my face, more dead than alive. Spend your days without
a trace, fed up with the lies. I'm one of the few undead, I've seen
through the lies, live life hanging by a thread. I'm evil undisguised. Cut
The Strings That Tie You Down, refuse to play the clown. Bite every hand
that feeds, make sure society bleeds. I'm one of the few undead, I've seen
through the lie. Life hanging by a thread, I'm Evil undisguised... Do you
know how it feels, staring down the barrel of a gun, everyday more or less
the same, just a wait `til your days are done, work your fingers to the
bone, grind your body underneath the stone, stains of red flash across
your back, seize the power to return the attack… If you wonder what drove
me insane, take a look at my scars. They go deeper than the skin, so with
a gun I'm back to win. I'm one of the few undead, I've seen through the
lie. Life hanging by a thread, I'm Evil undisguised...