Wild Mystery Songtext / Lyric

Feel alive, so divine, every time

Cutting knives, blood collides, suicide



Wild mystery, the pale becomes the sinner,

never again



Future hides many lies in disguise

For I die a thousand times, suicide



When will we be granted wisdom,

or will we be forced to remain numb?






It's despicable to lie but we have only? Try!



Why do we the things that we do?

Because every time they seem true



Oh, we're mad... God it's sad



I never hoped that life could be...

Atrip like this comes only once

We only see what we believe,

but life is slipping trough our hands

Maybe it's time that I succeed,

my God, the pressure, hold my hand...