soulfly
Bluelight Crew
Tell me, how do you feel?
After a night of a thousand infedilites...what is it like to rest your head?
Do you toss? Do you turn? Do you find it impossible to get comfortable?
If by some small chance you should find the world of sleep, do you dream? Do you dream of hopes and aspirations? Or do you replay all the trespasses you have committed?
Do you feel guilt when you see her naive smile, so beautiful, so trusting? Will it forever burn holes in your brain, and in your soul...to the point where sleep is no longer an escape from the guilt?
are you sorry? are you truly sorry? or will do you do it again?
these are the questions you must ask yourself...
and while you're driving yourself insane trying to figure out what's right, what's wrong, what's for the best, what's real and what's transparent...i will feel your pain. I will make it worse...i will shove a white hot blade into your open wound and twist it slowly, just to watch you scream, just to watch you bleed
you will realize the things you have done
and then i will stare at you with cold, furious eyes...and i will scream at you until my lungs give out
i will scream until i cannot scream any more...one phrase, over and over and over and over and over again:
"How do you sleep at night?"
and i will wait for your response until the end of time...
After a night of a thousand infedilites...what is it like to rest your head?
Do you toss? Do you turn? Do you find it impossible to get comfortable?
If by some small chance you should find the world of sleep, do you dream? Do you dream of hopes and aspirations? Or do you replay all the trespasses you have committed?
Do you feel guilt when you see her naive smile, so beautiful, so trusting? Will it forever burn holes in your brain, and in your soul...to the point where sleep is no longer an escape from the guilt?
are you sorry? are you truly sorry? or will do you do it again?
these are the questions you must ask yourself...
and while you're driving yourself insane trying to figure out what's right, what's wrong, what's for the best, what's real and what's transparent...i will feel your pain. I will make it worse...i will shove a white hot blade into your open wound and twist it slowly, just to watch you scream, just to watch you bleed
you will realize the things you have done
and then i will stare at you with cold, furious eyes...and i will scream at you until my lungs give out
i will scream until i cannot scream any more...one phrase, over and over and over and over and over again:
"How do you sleep at night?"
and i will wait for your response until the end of time...
