pulapeczka na sramerow
The Sanctuary of Pain
Pain, which you had inflicting
Became my creation too
I cannot forget
Dismay in their eyes
You still stride a path
That is marked up by your own madness
You feed yourself with pain
Which you carry with you
It is the sanctuary of pain
You are killing in there
And having fun with suffering
No one could experience redemption
I do not have any cotrol over you
I am in an endless captivity
Nothing reminds of stable past
Everything is covered with the present’s blood
You create aura of fear around you
Which is transforming into infinite pain
I cannot do anything
I am just a messenger
Day by day
I am looking for the goal that controls you
And I cannot find
Its sense
In my memories I can see
Destruction and death
Once more I’m waking up with blood on my hands
And I don’t know to whom it belongs