Stygma Iv Bleeding Within
SLOWLY THE SEASONS CHANGE
SLOWLY LIFE IS GETTING STRANGE
ALL COLOURS TURN TO GREY NOTHING MATTERS ANYWAY
MY DREARY LIFE MAKES ME SCARED
WHY AM I TOO TIRED TO FIGHT AGAINST IT
LOST IN A ROOM INSIDE MY HEAD
I RAGE AND SCREAM BUT ITÂ'S TOO LATE
IÂ'M SCREAMING
IÂ'M SCREAMING WITHIN
THEY CLOSE THE DOOR AND THROW AWAY THE KEY
IÂ'M LOCKED INSIDE A WARM LIQUID HAZE
FLOWING SLOWLY THROUGH MY VEINS
SUDDENLY I UNDERSTAND
IÂ'M ON THE WAY TO MY INNERSELF
THE WITNESS OF MY BODYÂ'S DEATH
BLEEDING WITHIN
BLEEDING WITHIN
I LEAVE THIS COLD REALITY ESCAPE IN SPIRITUALITY
BLEEDING WITHIN
BLEEDING WITHIN