Nightrage - Shed The Blood

Текст песни

Never turned like the slime that I always knew you were
Can’t stand this life my soul lay in a pool of blood
Egocentric high ideals and rotten ways
Hatred, heartache
A few of my modes
Hatred, heartache
More than you will ever believe
Dominate, recriminate
Your slave infected role
Time after time I stare into vacancy
Deteriorate, investigate
What drives you to goal?
Lie after lie is my only reality
A solitary spot
A soul lost
Shed the blood of my inner fears
Searching into the silent beauty of a nightmare
Near empty cold lines and tribulations
SHED THE BLOOD
As passion slips by your side, once again I SHED THE BLOOD!