Touch Of Death

Alone in the night

Sounds like nothing...
Unnecessary thinking...
These fragile circumstances
like waiting for nothing...
The whole is opening it's mouth,
Silence is made by the night.
True pain inside,
our grave is digged up
in the ground.
It pulls me under behind my mask,
for death i won't be a hard task.
Open scars are screaming in my mind,
they are fresh as you feel them burning inside.
Sitting under the clouds the dark is coming closer,
loud drums are like an iron thunder...

Alcohol is flowing in my veins,
it's painkiller for our last days.

Alcohol is flowing in my veins,
it's painkiller for our last days.