Album Name : The Rage Of Angels
Release Date : 2006-06-06
Song Duration : 1:43
Christian Death Bad Year
At these moments I don't need the myths to recognise me
Then a veil of mist descends
And I become a happier man
While unexplored self doubts pretend for a moment, to be
What they fear they are -
The recurrent assertion of surrogate horror
Well, it's been a bad year
A man's future is mangled,
Depression knots tightly at the center of his being
A wave of sensuality f..cks that smooth hole
Yes, this has been quite a bad year
A brittle twig at the end of the branch cracks
This has been a bad year, conducted quietly from both sides
I predict people will die and new ones will arise
They shall arise
-Acceptance as prophecy-
Only one moment conquers
And that only to smash my sheltered childhood
A world which I loved,
I loved
