Divine Pain by Hatebomb
Haze of blame filling the mind,
Senseless game is there to find.
Body is here - mind is gone,
All the feelings turned to stone.
Once again the wheel is turning,
Vile flames will keep on burning
Painting picture � broken dream,
Keeping distance � silent scream.
Smart decision is hard to take.
Simple choice is a daft mistake.
Coarse rope tied to the neck
There�s no chance of turning back.
Screaming loud inside my mind
There is a picture but I am blind
Shadows hidden in the dark
Signs of fear leave a mark.
When one single drop of tear
Drowns you down into the mere.
Just like shooting with a gun
Feelings turn to senseless fun.
Striving, seeking cryptic path,
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