Тексты песен «Bridge to Solace»

This is something I definitely wouldn't call boys fun at all. And it's just goddamn ironic, how you blame the cross and the book of lies for your earthly miseries, but in all of a sudden, you're ready to speak their...

I still believe! This was all, when I needed arms to hold me tight and lips to kiss my cheeks. And you still ask why I am holding on to this? This was all when I needed a corner to hide and a place to fit in. And you...

As I watch this clock ticking the seconds of my life away. As I watch myself selling my life out. As I walk these streets of this city closed within dirty walls. The cold wind dries the passion of my heart, and I...

I know that sometimes is not easy to forgive me, but I fucking swear I still bear this cross, and sometimes I even felt the need to bear thousand fucking more. I had my share from this stinky piece of cake called...

Speechless I lay down my head. Shaking from this feeling of emptiness. Every fucking time I try to create definitions of what my missions are, and why are we brought to this world when the end result is totally...

Give me a knife and I'll twist it in my chest, I'll be the first to cut out my heart and put it away to rest. It's only if I'm dead, I'm able to see the end of all nights that nails me to this cross I bear within...

And these neon lights just burn our eyes, while dead air's filling our lungs. We slave away our lives instead of dancing in the remains of this forgotten world. We are just the objects of trade in this death rat-race...

Why are we casting these stones around? Who are those we aim? Are they the mystical "them", or is it just a mirror of ourselves reflecting how apathetic we really are? Let's throw stones at the barricades we stand...

This is my song for the hate of this world. So you wanna see us be the next in line as we march to the dead with our heads silently bowed. Let's fucking tear our lives apart, cut our veins so our blood will serve as...

I know that sometimes is not easy to forgive me, but I fucking swear I still bear this cross, and sometimes I even felt the need to bear thousand fucking more. I had my share from this stinky piece of cake called...