Woorden: The Red Shore. Pulling Teeth.

From beyond I can sense your torment,
Your heart is an unmarked grave.
In the days that are yet to speak of,
you will writhe in a sea of pain.
It begins with a hollow judgement,
and desends to the pits of hell..
I arise with a taste for vengeance,
and begin my crusade of death.

Pulling teeth I feel your deception,
Killing me I have no defence.
Torn apart by every rejection,
Killing all who stand in my way.

Awake me when this is over,
I cannot stand to be here.
Faced with the constant bombardment,
of people pulling my strings.
Pulling my strings. pulling my strings.

Show me the silver lining,
cause I dont believe in fate,
and your words are far from comfort,
and my heart is filled with rage.
Show me the silver lining,
cause I dont believe in fate,
and your words are far from comfort,
and my heart is filled with rage,
filled with contempt, filled with desire.

Im watching, im waiting,
for something I no longer hold in my hands,
your eyes dismember me, I cannot remeber the look on your face.
Im watching, Im waiting
for something I no longer hold in my hands,
your eyes disfigure me, I cannot remeber the shade of your dress, cannot remember your face,

Your face distorts before me
It becomes a vision of despair