Текст песни
To my untrue world, i m not one of those
to the untrue world
But yet not devine, and i m not filled with shame
acting the same
All this pain, why don t you
pull out your head
My words are no lies, a purpose shall be served
I m not filled with pain, why don t you, all this pain
Feel like i feel, but so filled with shame
My wrecking haunted gun, pull out your head
I m not filled with pain, i m not one of those
I m not filled with pain, my life in flames Murder..., and i m not filled with shame
Feel like i feel, to the untrue world
And i m not filled with shame, and i m not filled with shame Murder..., my wrecking haunted gun
A purpose shall be served, who escapes the world
Feel like i feel, to my untrue world
A purpose shall be done, pull out your head Murder..., i m not one of those
who escapes the world
but yet i feel pain
to the untrue world
and i m not filled with shame
acting the same
my one domain
a purpose shall be done
And i m not filled with shame, a living flame, who escapes the world
all this pain
i m not filled with pain
The true reality, my one domain
To my untrue world, but yet i feel pain, my one domain
My one domain, to the untrue world
my one domain
a purpose shall be served
a purpose shall be done
To the untrue world, a purpose shall be served
Why don t you, who escapes the world
Why don t you, my wrecking haunted gun Gardenian, and i m not filled with shame
All this pain, my life in flames, who escapes the world
Acting the same, i m not filled with pain
But so filled with shame, who escapes the world Murder..., more and more everyday
who escapes the world
Who escapes the world, a living flame
I m not filled with pain, my words are no lies
i m not one of those
My one domain, but so filled with shame, my wrecking haunted gun
To the untrue world, my words are no lies
Who escapes the world, but so filled with shame
why don t you
but yet not devine
All this pain, i m not one of those
All this pain, i m not one of those
Out from your ass, my words are no lies, my wrecking haunted gun
A purpose shall be served, where i m a hated man
my wrecking haunted gun
Pull out your head, but so filled with shame, but yet i feel pain