Scorngrain Draw The Line
This moment seems to last forever
Time is standing still
A scent of hate in silence
Makes you act according to the will
Palms are sweating out of excitement
It's time to pay the dues
Force her face down on the pavement
And let the Hell break loose
For long you shed the flesh
Yet faced the fact
There was a right to choose
Maximized revenge it wasn't you
Who should be swinging on the noose
You drew the line not to cross
And jumped to the other side
You drew the line on skin
And cut the flesh open wide
Draw the line
Breathing is getting harder
Air's too thick to inhale
Release your innerself for pressure
Sweet therapy for pain
On the edge of breakdown
Life is flashing through your very eyes
There is no time for hesitation
Say the last goodbyes
