I'm too honest when I'm scared When I first looked in I was young and cared These are ways of getting through I left my trust on the tail of youth We
I met her on a midnight flight From mexico to san delight I saw her on a top floor bar That glows flourescent from afar She's real to me I have a place
Most of our countdowns I've seen the sun rise over my head It's something called the sea of sad To feel what's on the inside out And if we had these
When I was down, you were up never feeling the pain at all When you were down, you kept shut all the doors that made you small Held your hand thinking
[L.M. Jenssen / E. Brox] When I was down, you were up never feeling the pain at all When you were down, you kept shut all the doors that made you
They will bear my mark I can not be stopped This mission sent from god To teach these poor lost souls to die There a moment of stillness before the attack
Stronger than reason, stronger than lies The only truth I know is the look in your eyes The look in your eyes Just like a car crash Just like a knife
[Lyrics by Alena Gornyh, Dmitry Basik, Alex Vertel] ...No footprints on the snow - it's my own way, my track. It's time for me to go - no look, no turning
Across the lake of fire through the desserts of decay The flames are burning higher In this land of death you're easy prey Black earth Save our souls
Like insects of the night We are drawn to the light Feeding off the star glow energy Controlling our fate Bloodsucker, selling hope to the hopeless Newborn
Anxiety prevails in the end On deathrow awaiting my fate Sacrificed upon the altars of justice Part of the ritual of ultimate fear Determined men prepare
Into the night, the darkest corner of my mind Sink into my inner self, an erotic fantasy A spiraling vortex, an instant alter ego fix Here I am the ruler
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Oh well hey What did you learn today Of all the world and its pain Of Archons insane? Oh there's a hole up in the sky from where the angels fall
I made one step back and reached out my hand To touch my picture in the mirror I'm sticking in an armour of fear Observing my image from the outside
Stigmata - Stigmata - Stigmata - Stigmata Save Me... It's happening again I started to bleed From my hands and feet In an odour so sweet Painful holy
His disease The eternal prejudice Towards the unknown Changed his life Into a nightmare So capable of drinking The wine of monotony And demanding an
The apparition of two faces in disgust invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open