Testo Wake Me Art Of Chaos
Oh what a year this has been I could recount such shocking talesBut I will leave that to my pen, with the ink the truth I hail
I've so many tragedies I know I could fill a book
And they're swimming somewhere underneath, I just need to bait the hook
Now I am ready to lash out and ready to bite back at all the treachery
I'm finally ready to unravel what's been bubbling underneath
Oh, I'm calling for crimson now
I'm calling for my wounds
But they're nowhere to be found
Have you seen my soul?
Can you rescue me?
Come and wake me
Come and wake me
Have you seen my salt?
Can you bring it back to me?
Come and wake me
Come and wake me
A dose or shot of some catharsis please, it looks calm but I am suffering
Cause I can feel the floor beneath me quake and the closets they are rumbling
And my skeletons are kicking and itching and my pistols are fully ripe with rage
Can the banshee please have back his bullets, let him dignify the pain
Oh, what the hell happened to me?
If I can't purge these detriments
Then what is left for me?
Calliope and Euterpe what's with this benumbing punishment?
Calliope and Euterpe let me shed what I have been
I wait for the soundI'm safe in the sound