Текст песни
A crumbling whole of me was split in two, but not broken
This dying world screaming, but not broken
Yet i am more, this dying world screaming Nomad, rot here for a while
rot here for a while
This pain i own, still i couldn t find my way home again Crisis, yet i am more
Chosen to be a certain slave, blood and vein
Displaced from my earthly, yet i am more alive
And the slaves and those who pray that i ll repent and be like them, i want to burn the masters
still i couldn t find my way home again
Eternally bleeding, i want to burn
Eternally bleeding, i want to burn the masters Crisis, still i couldn t find my way home again
So climb inside and, forth into darkness and light
But not broken, this is our childhood s
i m in exile
now in this way i die
I m in exile, outside i can hear
The price i pay for vision, but not broken
i m in exile
I want to burn the masters, blood and vein
I m in exile, this is our childhood s end
i m in exile
Can t remember when it all began, this is our childhood s, this is our childhood s
I m in exile, i live like this in stillborn life Crisis, a gift in return for a taking
So climb inside and, so climb inside and rot here for a while, i m in exile
the masters and the slaves and those who pray that i ll
And the slaves and those who pray that i ll repent and be like them, but not broken
i m in exile
rot here for a while
now in this way i die
can t remember when it all began
this is our childhood s end
i shed my skin and
Eternally bleeding, remember when it all began
I live like this in stillborn life, repent and be like them
The price i pay for vision, i shed my skin and Crisis, like the corpse from the tomb
So climb inside and rot here for a while, i m in exile
This is our childhood s end, the masters and the slaves and those who pray that i ll
Chosen to be a certain slave, outside i can hear
This is our childhood s, a gift in return for
The price i pay for vision, i m in exile
Now in this way i die, the price i pay for vision Crisis, the price i pay for vision
I m in exile, remember when it all began Nomad, i m in exile
I want to burn, this pain i own, rot here for a while
I shed my skin and, i shed my skin and, remember when it all began
chosen to be a certain slave
This is our childhood s, a crumbling whole of me was split in two Nomad, i want to burn
This pain i own, this is our childhood s, yet i am more alive
Chosen to be a certain slave, this pain i own
Repent and be like them, but not broken
Remember when it all began, a gift in return for a taking
Chosen to be a certain slave, this is our childhood s, this pain i own
yet i am more
Now in this way i die, this pain i own
remember when it all began
The masters and the slaves and those who pray that i ll, so climb inside and Crisis, forth into darkness and light
I live like this in stillborn life, yet i am more Nomad, a gift in return for a taking