Haunted - The Guilt Trip - Текст песни

Crawl inside it 


Become the sickness 


Drink it 


Elevate the threshold 


Destroy the mind 


And you suffocate 


You learn to hate yourself 


And take on the blame 


As it burns 


(Sweeping the ghosts away) 


(But they keep coming back) 


And it burns 


(The sky is turning red) 


It burns 


(We're right at the end) 


And it's all dead quiet at the centre of the pain 


Tighten the noose 


Ascend the scaffold 


And give in 


Assume the position 


Bow down your head 


A ritual to purify 


Undo what is 


Absolve 


Everlasting the torture 


And it's all dead quiet at the centre of the pain