Тексты песен «Architect's Eye»

i find myself awaken where light blinds eyes where silence pierces ears i'm too weak to go on i'm to sick to look back time stands still outside life sinks away while it's cold inside may be the location for the last...

prayers for oblivion statements of forgiveness are everything i'll ever give the things i used to care about are just fading away faith devotion the farther i slip away the easier i forget you how far away will i go?...

waiting for my expiring date before decay reaches surface i wish i could vanish now i wish i could vanish here the time is still to come but decline's started when i was born i try to kill time but time will kill me...

i've left the shame behind to the ones who still feel something has been broken something has been fractured fractured back and fractured hands can't hold the broken pieces how can i fake anymore i can't fake anymore...

the play repeats every time i think it's not fair but there is no way to forget even if it's the shot when we first met i don't care if you don't care you act as the worst for me is the best for you the play repeats...

everything turns to blur but i can still remember your pale face i think that if i could reach your smile again i would leave this frozen place you led me to oh lux the end is near oh lux you are so far away oh lux...

there is a god that forgives it's the name of my disease something that let me lying prone devotion of the age if i could blow up your pale skin to conceal the sky like clouds in the ceiling needlessly nothing is gonna...

all the things that could have been all the things that are gonna happen all the parts i wrote and i never played make any present unbearable the clock strikes every day the hour of its final stop death is always in...

kindness is not here anymore you have to despise yourself start to caress your sores again time is flowing back to when we first met you are so pure i'm so impure blame yourself despise yourself we have tried wayward...

bruises, sores, ordinary cruelty bruises, sores, skin exhibition corpses lie down on the ground corpses identified only by clothes they stand still and i can see me assimilate, inoculate, alleviate virtual murder real...

there is no heaven above my shoulders i'm lost for this no angel watching over my sleep and i'm lost for this your breast is tied in thorns teardrops wet your pierced womb i'll never learned to heal the sweet sores of...