Spineless - Painfields | Текст песни

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Wandering through fields of emotional pain
tried to hide my true inner self
by banning and ignoring
the cruelty of the world

our friends are punished in a cage
each is living their own hell
their tearful eyes are filled with fear
the coldness of death is wath they feel

cries of terror split the air
blood colors the chest of the inmates
their soft skins are shredded apart
while the butchers lick their blood red knives
rage towards them fills my pierced heart

cries of terror split the air.