Testo Rage (The Cost)

The violence, flee from the tyrant
Pushing you away
So I don't feel the force of your lust, rage and hate
A false promise made
Breathing for us is pain
Greiving for us is hopeless
Meaning for us is hate
I can hardly look down at the mess that i've made
Cut my fingers to the bone and i'm saved
Dismantle me, piece by piece
Stomach lining on rotten teeth

Dwelling on the darkness
All the love that i've lost
While i strangle on self pity
My humanity, innocence, the cost

Branded by rage