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SWEET PILLS FOR PROFANATE MY SOUL Lyrics:
… Alone in my Desolation!!!...
…Unholy words…For my Desecration…
…Sweet Pills For Profanate My Soul…
…Capturing the sense of being still Abortions…Or About!!!...
…Gastric Lavage…For make me healthy again!!!...
…My conscience is never been quiet…Nor my brain!!!...
…A few of days after…I wake up in a cold bed…
…I feel lost into myself…And I fel the last!!!...
…My Agony runs through the wards of Psychiatric Hospital!!!...
…They say I have Mental Disorders…And I ask me why???...
…I’m not a Mentally Ill…I just want Rest In Peace!!!...
…Between the Alcohol fumes…And memories of my Pills…
…I can’t remember…How you are on the other side…
…And I soffocates me the thoughts that I’m still alive!!!...
…I soffocate myself…With Belt…In a Bathroom…
…I’m already on the floor…But the nurses coming soon!!!...
…They save me another time…They save me from my last sleep…
…But they save only my body…’cause I’m already Dead into my Deep!!!...
…All the Dreams…Fade away from me!!!...
…The Nightmares remain…What bad Company!!!...
…I scream and laugh…I cry and laugh…Like a Mad!!!...
…I scream and laugh…I cry and I beat my fists on my bed!!!...
…Psychiatry…Is not an exact Science…
…My Life always In and Out from four white Lines!!!...
…When I’ll go out…I’ll make a Deal with my Self-Control…
…And then…Sweet Pills…And I Profanate My Soul…
…When I’ll go out…I’ll make a Deal with my Self-Control…
…And then…Sweet Pills…And I Profanate My Soul!!!…
…Sweet Pills…For Profanate My Soul…
…Sweet Pills…For Profanate My Soul…
…For Profanate My Soul…
…My Agony runs throught the wards of Psychiatric Hospital…
…My Life always In and Out from four white Lines…
…When I’ll go out I’ll make a Deal with my Self-Control…
…Sweet Pills…For Profanate my Soul…
…Sweet Pills…For Profanate My Soul…
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Destructive Like A Blow
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DESTRUCTIVE LIKE A BLOW Lyrics:
…Destroy me into my inner…
…Like snow slowly falling…
…Liquid Crystal touch my Face…
…And They caress my Oblivion…
…I have never been so Fragile…As Now…
… I have never been so Fragile…As Glass…
…My Emotionalism makes me Vulnerable…
…And my empty cuirass fell into disuse…
…I…I need to look for Me…
…And…I…I need to find Me…
…Into the freezing snow…
…Into the water that flows…
…Into my paguy sobs…
…Into my ripped throat…
…I…I don’t have more resourses…
…And…I…I remain firm to waiting…
…But…I…I can’t cure my Sickness…
…And…I…I grope into my Blindness…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the winter snow…
…Like a river that flows…Destructive like my fall…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the freezing snow…
…Like my plaguy sobs…Destructive into my soul…
…And I…I can’t touch the Myst…
…And I…I can’t touch the Death…
…But…I…I can touch only the Pain…
…I can cut only my Veins…
…I can touch only Endless Rain…
…Without know to Explain…
…I despair into my Wane…
…I can’t mould my Fate…
…I run out of my Faith…
…And…I stay in Wait…
…That everything can make me Wail…
…And I’m So Vulnerable…
…But a Word destroys me…Indifference destroys me…
…My Insomnia destroys me…My Delirium destroys me…
…Closed Doors destroy me…White Walls destroy me…
…Everything destroys me…Everyone destroys me…
…My Lament in vane…Barely support itself…
…My Lament in vane…Asks for help itself…
…And I…I can’t change my Situation…
…I can’t change my Desperation…
…I can’t stop my Desolation…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the winter snow…
…Like a river that flows…Destructive into my soul…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the freezing snow…
…Like my plaguy sobs…Destructive like my fall…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the fire burning slow…
…Like an arrow shot with bow…Destructive like always feeling wrong…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like all the false hopes…
…Like the sound of dead murmurs…Destructive like my ripped throat…
…And I…I can’t touch the Happyness…
…And I…I can’t be Fearless…
…So I…I desire the Darkness…
…But I…I’m maybe only Hopeless…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the winter snow…Destructive into my soul…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the winter snow…Like a river that flows…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the freezing snow…Like my plaguy sobs…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the fire burning slow…Like an arrow shot with bow…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like all the false hopes…Like the sound of dead murmurs…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the winter snow…Destructive into my soul…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the fire burning slow…Destructive like always feeling wrong…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Like the freezing snow…Destructive like my ripped throat…
…Destructive Like A Blow…Destructive like my Fall…Destructive into my Soul…
…I’m so Vulnerable…I’m so Vulnerable…
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