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Cleave my fingers asunder

Draw footprints on my face

Still I ain't gonna say a word

Rip my chest wide open

Beat me down to the ground

Loss of information - the end of war

You suffer for the pressure

I suffer for the pain

Question is: which one will stand

I am the key, I am lock and the seal

Dead tells no tales and living stands still

My tongue is sealed

I am too numb to fear

Body's making union with pain

Death and despair has become my only friends

Bleed my wounds

And draw the line here

Sharpen your blade, I am ready to leave this life

Stab me now and you're losing the war...

Punching and slashing, torment and glashing

Systematic perish of soul

Punching and slashing, torment and glashing

highlight of the show

Let me go!

My tongue is sealed

I am too numb to fear

Body's making union with pain

Death and despair has become my only friends

Bleed my wounds

And draw the line here