Testo Primal

These visions are fairies
But they hate me again
Too late
They don't want me
I will go
It's worth a try
Too late
I don't trust him Bleeding
I play up
Mistaken fellowship
my emotions die inside
Too late
They don't want me
I will go
It's worth a try
Too late
I don't trust him
Bleeding
I play up
Bother me again morbid motherof my dreams
My memories cry for this life
Together They want to kill me
Now your face
Hasn't eyes
Get the fuck away
Follow and kill me
Liar look at me
I'm afraid
Does that hurt again?