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 Of Wolf and Man Off through the new day's mist I run Out from the new day's mist I have come I hunt Therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of the fallen lamb Off thruogh the new day's mist I run Out from the new day'smist I have come We shift Pulsing with the earth Company we keep Roaming the land while you sleep Shape shift nose to the wind Shape shift feeling I've been Move swift all senses clean Earth's gift back to the meaning of life Bright is the moon high in starlight Chill is the air cold as steel tonight We shift Call of the wild Fear in your eyes It's later than you realized Shape shift nose to the wind Shape shift feeling I've been Move swift all senses clean Earth's gift back to the meaning of life I feel I change Back to a better day Hair stands on the back of my neck In wildness is the preservation of the world So seek the wolf in thyself Shape shift nose to the wind Shape shift feeling I've been Move swift all senses clean Earth's gift Back to the meaning of wolf and man One I can't remember anything Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside i feel to scream This terrible silence stops me Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up i can not see That there is not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now Hold my breath as i wish for death Oh please god,wake me Back in the womb its much too real In pumps life that i must feel But can't look forward to reveal Look to the time when i'll live Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this life off from me Hold my breath as i wish for death Oh please god,wake me Now the world is gone i'm just one Oh god,help me hold my breath as i wish for death Oh please god help me Darkness imprisoning me All that i see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell Landmine has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in hell Poor Twisted Me Oh poor twisted me Oh poor twisted me I feast on sympathy I chew on suffer, I chew on agony Swallow whole the pain Oh it's too good to be That all this misery Is just for oh poor twisted me Poor mistreated me Poor mistreated me I drown without a sea Lung fills with sorrow, lungs fill with misery Inhaling the deep dark blue Oh woah is me Such a burden to be The poor mistreated me To finally reach the shore Survive the storm Now you're bare and cold The sea was warm So warm, you bathe your soul again To finally reach the shore Survive the storm Now you're bare and cold The sea was warm So warm, you bathe your soul again Good to feel my friend Oh woah is me Such a burden to be Oh poor twisted me Harvester Of Sorrow My life suffocates Planting seeds of hate I've loved, turned to hate Trapped far beyond my fate I give You take This life that i forsake Been cheated of my youth You turned this lie to truth Anger Misery Uou'll suffer unto me Harvester of sorrow Language of the mad Harvester of sorrow Pure black looking clear My work is done soon here Try getting back to me Get back which used to be Drink up Shoot in Let the beatings begin Distributor of pain Your loss becomes my gain Anger Misery You'll suffer unto me Harvester of sorrow Language of the mad Harvester of sorrow All have said their prayers Invade their nightmares See into my eyes You'll find where murder lies Infanticide Harvester of sorrow Language of the mad Harvester of sorrow Language of the mad Harvester of sorrow |
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