Chimaira. Inside The Horror. Zeneszám
A blank expression
Pale eyes wide cocked back
The sheer stagnation
Shame to all who thought this an act
The best years of this life
Felt wasted protecting a secret
Insecurities fed on like a rat
Depression, true fears of dependency
Affliction, the scars on such a fragile little body
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Burning sensation
To live just one day
In pure elation
Blame the ones who took this away
Can't provide shelter from
The dangers festering outside
Can't provide safety from
Monsters trapped within the mind
Depression, true fears of dependency
Affliction, the scars on such a fragile little body
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Shake the hand of God
As the blade moves closer
The reflection is brighter than the sun
The perception becomes weaker
The sun starts to fade away
The blank expression on the blade
Skin calloused yet easy to pierce
On the floor blood mixed with tears
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Shake the hand of God
As the blade moves closer
The reflection is brighter than the sun
The perception becomes weaker, oh weaker
Pale eyes wide cocked back
The sheer stagnation
Shame to all who thought this an act
The best years of this life
Felt wasted protecting a secret
Insecurities fed on like a rat
Depression, true fears of dependency
Affliction, the scars on such a fragile little body
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Burning sensation
To live just one day
In pure elation
Blame the ones who took this away
Can't provide shelter from
The dangers festering outside
Can't provide safety from
Monsters trapped within the mind
Depression, true fears of dependency
Affliction, the scars on such a fragile little body
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Shake the hand of God
As the blade moves closer
The reflection is brighter than the sun
The perception becomes weaker
The sun starts to fade away
The blank expression on the blade
Skin calloused yet easy to pierce
On the floor blood mixed with tears
Look, take a look inside the horror
Take a look inside
Visualize the horrors inside
Shake the hand of God
As the blade moves closer
The reflection is brighter than the sun
The perception becomes weaker, oh weaker
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