Last Riot - Inner Pain

You wake up at night
And You open
Your blind eyes
Looking in the mirror
You don't see Yourself
You blur Your face
Stepping to destruction
You aim at Your soul
Killing it
A foreign face
Reflected in the puddle of blood
Wounds were deeper than I thought
You won't run from the hands of dead
Wounds were deeper then I really felt
With a scowl
On his face
They look at
The carcass
Petrified eyes
They point
The way to engage Your rope
They sharpen Your razor
With a scream
The morgue becomes Your home
You change the bedding
All You feel right now
Is the weight of sand
And dust in Your lungs
A foreign face
Reflected in the puddle of blood
Wounds were deeper than I thought
A foreign face
Reflected in the puddle of blood
Wounds were deeper than I thought
You won't run from the hands of dead
Wounds were deeper then I really felt
I am a witness of Your Inner Pain
With me
You don't need to be afraid
I am taking You to unknown place
When You'll breath with fresh air
When You'll breath with fresh air
When You'll breath with fresh air
When You'll breath with fresh air

Written by:
Adrian Walczak

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