Natra
Infinite melancholy, endless pain
I have to deal with.
(I have to deal with)
I'm stuck in this illusion, and there are no solutions.
I'm done with this bullshit existence.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one can save me from my home, my darkness
my place, my damnation.
Cycles of repeat.
I built this doorless gray infinite cell
In which I'm self imprisoned.
I'm the gatekeeper, also the murderer
Headless knight visits me every time
(To tell me)
I've already lost the fight
The more I don't care, the more I suffer.
This Knife i hold between my hands designs
A throat open world.
Infinite melancholy, endless pain
I have to deal with.
(I have to deal with)
I'm stuck in this dimension, and there are no solutions
I'm cold as the ice, as warm as a blood.
As warm as a blood bath.
As warm as a blood bath.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one can save me from my home
My place, my damnation.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one save me from my home, my darkness
My place, my damnation.
CUT OFF MY FUCKING HEAD
CUT OFF MY FUCKING (OW)
I have to deal with.
(I have to deal with)
I'm stuck in this illusion, and there are no solutions.
I'm done with this bullshit existence.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one can save me from my home, my darkness
my place, my damnation.
Cycles of repeat.
I built this doorless gray infinite cell
In which I'm self imprisoned.
I'm the gatekeeper, also the murderer
Headless knight visits me every time
(To tell me)
I've already lost the fight
The more I don't care, the more I suffer.
This Knife i hold between my hands designs
A throat open world.
Infinite melancholy, endless pain
I have to deal with.
(I have to deal with)
I'm stuck in this dimension, and there are no solutions
I'm cold as the ice, as warm as a blood.
As warm as a blood bath.
As warm as a blood bath.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one can save me from my home
My place, my damnation.
No one can pull me out of this fucking madness
An infinite session of circles, of hope
No one save me from my home, my darkness
My place, my damnation.
CUT OFF MY FUCKING HEAD
CUT OFF MY FUCKING (OW)
Credits
Writer(s): Gaetan Vasset
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