Story Behind the Song
It has took us about 2 days to compose it and to make a recording. we recorded it in our rehearsal studio in our hometown on may 25-26, 2003
Lyrics
Could you die for yorself like slave for a slave, like king for a king? Might I find inner peace like god in a god, like a tyrant in tyrant? How can one love somebody else without despising oneself? Grim torment yours I am, you are my bliss, hidden in the night. Same wicked thorns of life pierce our flesh to rot there. And still I see your tender face in tears, cursing mighty death through icy window of the time. How can one slay emotions sick without enjoying their core? Why by wasting your life you’re trying to change beliefs, thoughts and feelings? Look inside of your heart– you don’t run from death, you are already dying. Never dream of the worlds beyond, not sure what they’ll give to you. I slit my throat and cry for you silently in a darkened room. Would you try to cognize spilled fluid divine, the red truth on snow? Should I give my soul in to darkness mystique imprisoned in iron?
Learn the meaning of suicide by looking into my eyes. Join my madness and leave the pain within the cold walls of life…
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