Infection

(For all the ones who seek their dawn
My wrath I breed, My wrath I spawn
Behind a crooked cross they hide
Forever I Shall be their bride)
Amidst this fog my body twitches with the wolves growl.
A snuff utopia for the soul.
Wake up! emerging from this cruel poetry.
The real nightmare is the prison called reality.
I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire.
No way I'm gonna set you free.
You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see.
Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me.
Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding.
Seeking for the end not written in your destiny.
This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your deception.
Back to old "Hill Life Sanitarium" I go
My home - my life - the only place I know.
No mirror holding the reflection of the emotions I feel.
And puppets hanging from the walls I see.
I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire.
No way I'm gonna set you free.
You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see.
Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me.
Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding.
Seeking for the end not written in your destiny.
This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your infection.
I spill on your Deception.
I spill on your infection.
Sown in my fresh the seed of your hatreds infecting me.
I have seen to much waste of lives being thrown into the fire.
No way I'm gonna set you free.
You come to me with a piece of your shadow pretending to see.
Sown in my flesh the seed of your hatreds infecting me.
Dark embrace, cold embrace, sweet embrace unfolding.
Seeking for the end not written in your destiny.
This is not the cure and now I spill I spill on your infection.