Certainty... Corpses Bleed Cold Songtext / Lyric

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

Why do I not escape

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

I'm the scourage of my self made walls



Shadows of the past thrown on me

And broke my walls,

All the time that has passed,



However the pain is not less-

Hopelessy caught in emptiness






Recognition of boredom...



Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

Why do I not escape

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

I'm the scourage of my self made walls



Dreams of hope come up

And let me fall again even deeper

Into the band of pain,

Steel colours my skin deep red,

No death, but eternal toture