Structure Divine
Cause I can't find pleasure anywhere, this life is strangling me
If I would turn myself inside out
Would I find peace of mind?
Would I find peace of mind?
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now, where is the pain?
As I gaze between my desires
There's a shadow and a bleeder every once in a while
Can't you see my eyes they're trembling
Beware the millions of senses
Locked in this rusty cage
A fanatic rage this time I will stand still
And (no) blood will be spilled
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now, where is my pain?
A big hail to my sadistic pleasures
They saved my soul for a special price
As I begin to fade
As the creature cries
So I'm heading for another one
That will watch me raise my bloodstained banner
No questions asked
No questions asked
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
A competition
That will last until the silent one will speak
So this is it!
Is this the century sun?
Mother of destruction (please)
Please let me be the one to know
Father of my pure aggression
Don't cut the way where I will go
If I would turn myself inside out
Would I find peace of mind?
Would I find peace of mind?
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now, where is the pain?
As I gaze between my desires
There's a shadow and a bleeder every once in a while
Can't you see my eyes they're trembling
Beware the millions of senses
Locked in this rusty cage
A fanatic rage this time I will stand still
And (no) blood will be spilled
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
And when the silence remains
And all the fields stays the same
It isn't different from the power that it holds
Now, where is my pain?
A big hail to my sadistic pleasures
They saved my soul for a special price
As I begin to fade
As the creature cries
So I'm heading for another one
That will watch me raise my bloodstained banner
No questions asked
No questions asked
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it!
Yeah, I think I'm loosing it - back to normal a feast on the moral
Served on a silver plate
A competition
That will last until the silent one will speak
So this is it!
Is this the century sun?
Mother of destruction (please)
Please let me be the one to know
Father of my pure aggression
Don't cut the way where I will go
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Leo Rickard Wichers, Bjoern Strid
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