Song | The Bleeding |
Artist | AktiveHate |
Album | X-Synthesized (Box Set) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
You can’t ascend your divinity! | |
I’m the voice of the voiceless, | |
The preacher of the homeless, | |
I’m the Sun of the Winter days. | |
The doer of what’s undone… | |
You can’t ascend your divinity! | |
I’m ashamed of my own shape, | |
I’m the lurker in cold slow death, | |
Beneath this flesh, I’m an empty void, | |
I bare a cross, you can’t destroy… | |
And i… | |
I’m the whispering voice, | |
That you can’t say no… | |
And I’m the bleeding leper naked, | |
Whose wounds you show to the world! | |
And I know you love me, | |
But you still teach fire to me, | |
I know that you punish my body, | |
But without me, you cannot see… | |
I’m the enraged silent victim, | |
Abused in fear by you… | |
I’m the Sun setting in thorns, | |
And covered in blood by the Moon! | |
I’m Prometheus chained in pain,- | |
Punished by what’s not wrong! | |
I’m Chiron sacrificing it’s name | |
Life and sanity so you can carry on! | |
(I’m the sacrificial lamb, | |
The amender of your resents… | |
Putrefacted unkwon corpse, | |
Awaiting the worms in descent!) |
You can' t ascend your divinity! | |
I' m the voice of the voiceless, | |
The preacher of the homeless, | |
I' m the Sun of the Winter days. | |
The doer of what' s undone | |
You can' t ascend your divinity! | |
I' m ashamed of my own shape, | |
I' m the lurker in cold slow death, | |
Beneath this flesh, I' m an empty void, | |
I bare a cross, you can' t destroy | |
And i | |
I' m the whispering voice, | |
That you can' t say no | |
And I' m the bleeding leper naked, | |
Whose wounds you show to the world! | |
And I know you love me, | |
But you still teach fire to me, | |
I know that you punish my body, | |
But without me, you cannot see | |
I' m the enraged silent victim, | |
Abused in fear by you | |
I' m the Sun setting in thorns, | |
And covered in blood by the Moon! | |
I' m Prometheus chained in pain, | |
Punished by what' s not wrong! | |
I' m Chiron sacrificing it' s name | |
Life and sanity so you can carry on! | |
I' m the sacrificial lamb, | |
The amender of your resents | |
Putrefacted unkwon corpse, | |
Awaiting the worms in descent! |
You can' t ascend your divinity! | |
I' m the voice of the voiceless, | |
The preacher of the homeless, | |
I' m the Sun of the Winter days. | |
The doer of what' s undone | |
You can' t ascend your divinity! | |
I' m ashamed of my own shape, | |
I' m the lurker in cold slow death, | |
Beneath this flesh, I' m an empty void, | |
I bare a cross, you can' t destroy | |
And i | |
I' m the whispering voice, | |
That you can' t say no | |
And I' m the bleeding leper naked, | |
Whose wounds you show to the world! | |
And I know you love me, | |
But you still teach fire to me, | |
I know that you punish my body, | |
But without me, you cannot see | |
I' m the enraged silent victim, | |
Abused in fear by you | |
I' m the Sun setting in thorns, | |
And covered in blood by the Moon! | |
I' m Prometheus chained in pain, | |
Punished by what' s not wrong! | |
I' m Chiron sacrificing it' s name | |
Life and sanity so you can carry on! | |
I' m the sacrificial lamb, | |
The amender of your resents | |
Putrefacted unkwon corpse, | |
Awaiting the worms in descent! |