When will be this angst gone? When will you hit the rock bottom? Get away and be anyone else A sick mind needs to sleep alone When will be this angst gone? When will you hit the rock bottom? Get away and be anyone else A sick mind needs to sleep alone When no icon look at your livid face You better waste yourself in the way of bad oceans Because the weight of your sin is such a hard weight And makes you sink and pray bad emotions A personal loss Look around to find Close your eyes for good And I will close mine Swim across the stones And I'm sure you will be fine But well I don't mind Your nature is so cruel And you look such unkind Let me sleep with you In a million pines You're floating across the space Such quite as divine And well I don't mind Painful colors through the way to heaven Is there a heaven or the sky must be gray? And you'll break down in a million pieces When you realize how much pain! Rooms without exit Mirror hides true faces Is there a place for a fucking God? Deep in your body your heart have been cut A hole that hurts a lot A personal loss...
