Testo Final Pain - Sanctimony

Final Pain

No, I do not believe myself
Nor do I trust your truth
To draw the curtains close
To shut the dreaming mouth
That’s the final pain
Pull-push the drug in vein
Stare… stare and retreat
Drifting away from the light
Betrayed my life
All the dreams and expectations
Jam-packed pleasure
It shoots me through the roof
No, I do not have the faith
A future day would be a disgrace
Seal the box and feed it into fire…
Swallowed by the flame of desire
Slow motion towards a conscious defeat
Intended and cherished in mind
Sucked and pumped throughout the life
No faith to carry on