Once again I am drowning... In this lake of betrayal and lies So who are you to speak When they have already tightened the grip? The creations of ones destiny And meanwhile I drown In the corners of your eyes To be the saddest of sins (would you be?) Carry me to the fields of lust As you stand here withering I feel so alive
My soul has been sacrificed To the "demons" of betrayal And I feel strangled to act in lies Tighter, tighter, tighter Oh, is it hope in sight? Is it hope in sight? Redefine, and welcome the vast immortals Redefine, and head back to the tainted waters...