Song Of mY Band

You used to be the breath
Leading me... to death
I've never seen your need
Cuz remember what you did

In the coldest night, the blade on your skin
Tracing something else, you're burning
You raped yourself whithout pity
Never forget what you let me see

You are born to hurt
And I used to be
A receiver for your culpability

You anchored me in the pain's circle
In the fear's threshold and the hattred so cold
You are born to hurt, and I used to love you

And now, I try to know
Why am I asking these questions

Why can I live alone?
Why can't you live alone?

In the final night, the tears on your face
The odds are against you pulling through
Cause of your neurosis, you fall from grace
So you're living with dead end thought

( I lost my time, days and nights, to try to understand why,
Devil in your eyes, blood on your arms, you used to smile
Like a shyly child, unable to answer to my questions.
You killed me cuz of all your death's wishes...)


You are born to hurt
And I used to be
A receiver for your culpability

You anchored me in the pain's circle
In the fear's threshold and the hate so cold
But that's the past, Now I'm free