I bit on my lip all the rage that I had inside
Devouring my own skin with a bloody disgusting taste
So vampire of myself I've been draining of everything...
'Cause the blood in my mouth is nothing in front of life
The cross, the wrath, and the poems...
Cold crime extinguishes my fury
The prayers, the knife and the cachets...
The absence of pain is not bliss
One loses...for another who wins
Mors tua vita mea
I'm only frozen by now
'till my resurrection
The corpse of feelings has naked feet on the carpet
It staggers on its heels with lowered head from despair
So it lacerates the flesh with the hope of feel less pain
But it falls out soft hair and salt water downward
How much time should I have to despair?
Oh Winter cover my scars!
How much time should I have to wait...
The process that melts this ice?
One dies...for another who lives
Mors tua vita mea
Illusion's not salvation
Kill me or I'll kill you
No
Cryostasis...