Текст Rotting Out – Born
Текст:
So now I pay. I’m punished by the sword that saved me every goddamn day.
The deal we made was that you get me through this and you can have all that remains.
I can’t let things go. I’ll spite everything and everyone until it seeps through my pores.
Hate is all that I’ve known. It’s the price I pay for being born.
To those I love, it’s time for me to go. This is my reckoning. I feel it in my bones.
Its safe to say I knew that it would end this way.
A debt unpaid collected by he whom wears my face.
Dear mother, I will bring you shame no more. My abdomen is ready… so hand me the sword