Nightrage A Condemned Club Lyrics
I walk with a surrounding of dust.
The reapers following.
A condemned club for both weak and poor.
I tear my new flesh. Ripping and wearing it out.
Trying to rise in a cast only I know exists.
Abstaining my yesterday. Welcome my tomorrow.
Let the present lead. Head my inner bleed.
My acts of foolishness. Victimize the perpetual soil.
I, I, I, I die alone.
Screaming, fighting and tearing my inside.
Screaming fight in me.
This is the first trace of a weak show.
I know that as I take my first step into this freak
show. Lying down on the cold concrete.
Surrounded by my own stench. Panic rising,
Takes me further. This room has never looked this