As the leaves fall yellowing like aged paper,
thoughts turn acrid and curl like cigarette smoke
rising from a butt ground out on my arm.
Step into this decay and experience dissolution.
Crucified on a plank of cruelty,
crucified on a plank of apathy
to sleep the winter away.
Immobile for the cold duration.
Huddled in isolation,
to sleep the winter away.
source: Songteksten.nl
Language: english
Mood: Earnest; Dramatic; Lively; Rousing; Street-Smart; Visceral; Volatile; Aggressive; Angry; Brash; Confrontational; Nihilistic; Confident; Harsh; Rebellious; Reckless; Fierce; Tense/Anxious; Bitter; Acerbic
Style: Heavy Metal; Alternative Metal
Theme: The Creative Side