Purification Songtext
Five steps right
no place left to rest
inside nothing real
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - angels might be found
Hate - final truth was told
Tears - freedom not allowed
Constrained limbs
cold blood all around as proof god is found
Fear - next one could be you
Pain - little gift for you
Hate - out of frozen eyes
Ruth - lamentable life
Darkness
somewhere lost screaming
inside first agony
Footfalls
the door gets open
your body is frozen
than you can see eyes, cold as ice
Laughing, crying, endless dying
Questions left no way to respond
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - angels might be found
Truth - never-ending search
Lies - always by your side
Stumbling
sometimes you're creeping
Mind full of anxious fears
Strapped down
The blade well lighted
a final command
than you can see eyes, hateful eyes
Right time to tell you
what's their human right for
so that you can die for
Endless cries
their truth will be found
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - little gift for you
Truth - never-ending search
Lies - always will be there
Finally
Their words are gently
Inside quite irony
Strapped down
your face well lighted
inside the mirror
than you can see eyes, full of lies
no place left to rest
inside nothing real
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - angels might be found
Hate - final truth was told
Tears - freedom not allowed
Constrained limbs
cold blood all around as proof god is found
Fear - next one could be you
Pain - little gift for you
Hate - out of frozen eyes
Ruth - lamentable life
Darkness
somewhere lost screaming
inside first agony
Footfalls
the door gets open
your body is frozen
than you can see eyes, cold as ice
Laughing, crying, endless dying
Questions left no way to respond
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - angels might be found
Truth - never-ending search
Lies - always by your side
Stumbling
sometimes you're creeping
Mind full of anxious fears
Strapped down
The blade well lighted
a final command
than you can see eyes, hateful eyes
Right time to tell you
what's their human right for
so that you can die for
Endless cries
their truth will be found
Fear - clean white coats around
Pain - little gift for you
Truth - never-ending search
Lies - always will be there
Finally
Their words are gently
Inside quite irony
Strapped down
your face well lighted
inside the mirror
than you can see eyes, full of lies