Praise the lord of consciousness And try to oppose his will
Oh, doesn't mater, he won't notice for a while...
Raise your hands and split your fingers. Beat the pressure that your wall erases
Beat the pressure on his eyes...
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
No one cares and no one listens No one sees the pain over the faces
No one feels and no one cries...
Wears a dirty hat of reasons. My illusion drowns slowly
There's no silky sheet to draw our cries
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
All the suffering now tries to hide behind the pretty face that someone tries to kill to fit their guilt...
In the end we're suffocating, bleeding tears of sadness through the wall
Now we can't run, no time to hide...
Brainfall - Soilborn Lyrics
Brainfall - Soilborn Lyrics
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Praise the lord of consciousness And try to oppose his will
Oh, doesn't mater, he won't notice for a while...
Raise your hands and split your fingers. Beat the pressure that your wall erases
Beat the pressure on his eyes...
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
No one cares and no one listens No one sees the pain over the faces
No one feels and no one cries...
Wears a dirty hat of reasons. My illusion drowns slowly
There's no silky sheet to draw our cries
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
All the suffering now tries to hide behind the pretty face that someone tries to kill to fit their guilt...
In the end we're suffocating, bleeding tears of sadness through the wall
Now we can't run, no time to hide...
Oh, doesn't mater, he won't notice for a while...
Raise your hands and split your fingers. Beat the pressure that your wall erases
Beat the pressure on his eyes...
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
No one cares and no one listens No one sees the pain over the faces
No one feels and no one cries...
Wears a dirty hat of reasons. My illusion drowns slowly
There's no silky sheet to draw our cries
Now the time has come to break the Ice
On my own
All the suffering now tries to hide behind the pretty face that someone tries to kill to fit their guilt...
In the end we're suffocating, bleeding tears of sadness through the wall
Now we can't run, no time to hide...
Writer: Oier Palomo
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