Lirieke: Senses Fail. Let It Enfold You. Bite To Break Skin.
So let me take this medicine
To quench my love for violent things
My swan song will
Be like a bullet laced in anger
As the razor cuts the
Soft spot on your heel
(It's back)
It's getting slower
(This war)
It's getting harder
To fight by myself
(This place)
A bitter fashion
(Ripped out)
This shield that I have
Tears rain from above
Do you see the life I lead?
An' so follow me into the sun
And I will bleed the poison dry
These bayonet scars never seize
To blind the light shed from the beast
And all we do is hate
(Passion)
From constant visions
(Angels)
A round of useless
Good has lost its heart
Do you see the life I lead?
So follow me into the sun
And I will bleed the poison dry
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
[Incomprehensible]
For you
For you
For you
Bite to break skin, don't give the secret
My stoic face, bleeding with passion
The phoenix will die inside the firestorm
I am the son follow my footsteps
Bite to break skin don't give the secret
My stoic face bleeding with passion
The phoenix will die inside the firestorm
I am the son follow my footsteps
To quench my love for violent things
My swan song will
Be like a bullet laced in anger
As the razor cuts the
Soft spot on your heel
(It's back)
It's getting slower
(This war)
It's getting harder
To fight by myself
(This place)
A bitter fashion
(Ripped out)
This shield that I have
Tears rain from above
Do you see the life I lead?
An' so follow me into the sun
And I will bleed the poison dry
These bayonet scars never seize
To blind the light shed from the beast
And all we do is hate
(Passion)
From constant visions
(Angels)
A round of useless
Good has lost its heart
Do you see the life I lead?
So follow me into the sun
And I will bleed the poison dry
For you
For you
For you
For you
For you
[Incomprehensible]
For you
For you
For you
Bite to break skin, don't give the secret
My stoic face, bleeding with passion
The phoenix will die inside the firestorm
I am the son follow my footsteps
Bite to break skin don't give the secret
My stoic face bleeding with passion
The phoenix will die inside the firestorm
I am the son follow my footsteps
Senses Fail
Let It Enfold You
Senses Fail
Gewilde versoeke