Fleshgore Day Of Doom
Hoping for better
Is what we all live for
Just like now or never
Should we make our choice
Thou.. have we already?
I'm thinking of things
Both big and small
Why do they happen
What's the purpose of it all?
Is the end so clear
Or maybe it's just a fall
Of curtain we believed in and now
No place to go!
Or maybe its another fiction
To draw the suffering from addiction
Facing nothing - nowhere to hide
Don't try to stand here by my side
Don't try to stand here by my mind!
