The Foul Course

Collapse your heart you must not emerge
expressing illness you live on the edge
Friendship and love are thing to prevent
because your kind can only pervert
Entrails of time are squashed by your hate
refusing laws you're building your fate
The bleeding soul the suffering growl
Inside your mind the heavy wind howls

In my mind
THEY SPEAK LOUD
Hear my crying

Mad to the bone you live all alone
Inside yourself you sit on the throne
corrupting rules you made by yourself
You take the gun that's left on the shelf
down in the streets you feel death inside
You're on the hunt you're making a ride
then find a victim who's suitable for you
You pull the trigger
The bullet goes through

Im my eyes
SCHEMES OF BLOOD
Sirens crying

They have found me
I'm lost what could I do?
Should I go further should I go through?
Back in the streets I'll show what I worth
The voices are screaming I'm on the right way

Come to me my friends

In your eyes
I see hate
Come to get your fate

They got me now I'm on the verge
my thoughts are lost they're starting to merge
I'm going blind, there's blood on my face
End of my run, the end of the race
Back to the wall I'm loosing my verve
Voices inside are starting to unnerve
Right here right now, there's one thing to do...
...shootin to me and then mocking of you

Im my mind
My last thought
GOES!!

Crashing pictures of my life
many visions to follow

Fading voices in my mind
where are you when I call on?