The Pain

歌詞

Take hold and feel the flames that we control, this hell can feed our shame and cleanse the soul And though I choose to walk this path And face the plague of reason’s wrath The graven songs and tortured words Of a thousand liars shall be my bible The art of self denial A bloody hangman’s trial All ways to praise the works Of the escape artist This cold resistance cannot fail me now It holds the pleasures sick perfection won’t allow And though all self has been denied I’ve reached the level few have tried And at the side of the beast I am seated for the famine feast The art of self denial A bloody hangman’s trial All ways to praise the works Of the escape artist Theses eyes are longing for release Yet the coldness follows me These eyes are longing for release This is famine The art of self denial A bloody hangman’s trial All ways to praise the works Of the escape artist These eyes are longing for release Yet the coldness follows me These eyes are longing for release This is famine