Текст Hundredth – Greater
Текст:
Every breath I take
Recalls the wretch I once was.
The wretch I remain,
Fueled by hatred, by greed.
The inability to love a world that lets me down.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My misanthropy eats me alive.
My face in the dirt,
My head staring down.
Staring down.
A miserable existence,
A life fueled by hate.
Now my face to the world, steadfast.
My life, once miserable,
Is now immeasurable.
My life, once miserable,
Is now immeasurable.
What can I do with a heart full of hate,
Besides dig places to rest for those I love?
Besides make beds in the depths
For those given up?
Besides dig places to rest for those I love?
My tattered soul needs mending and
I’m done searching.
No greater love than this,
No greater love.
No other love.
