What once was whole, now needs healing
Last drops of sane flows fast...
I can‘t control this inner feeling,
These unbearable voices in my head.
Please stoooop!
Cease those deranged screams,
Stooop, and give me hope again.
I find myself trapped in these loud echoes,
Echoes made by me. Or is this me?
These skies are crushing like concrete blocks
Every bit of thinking sinks in a delusion plague
Want to feel me? And to taste my pain?
Gather around and watch me bleed..
Please stoooop!
Cease those deranged screams,
Stooop, and give me hope again.
I find myself trapped in these loud echoes,
Echoes made by me. Or is this me?
I am stuck on a path to what comes next
Bludgeoned soul shrieks it‘s way out
Is there a meaning? Is this the faith?
Is this is the thing which will shut me down…
Nu ką, nemaža tikimybė, kad vistik My Dying Bride nebus Kilkim Žaibu, atšaukė beveik visus šių metų pasirodymus. Tik organizatoriai kažkaip neskuba pranešti ir toliau reklamuoja..
guess I did make my name out of my drumming, and I have the big drum sets, and I'm doing all these crazy, odd-time signatures, so, yeah, I guess drumming was very important to what made me popular.