Devilman

By Fleshcold

On C.O.L.D.

Released on July 8, 2018

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I remember words of free

When doubds were dead

Machines incomplete

Give them back to me

It's all I need

One song to sing! Go!

Fear above my bed

Gave me plant I inhale

Flame from feets through blood up to head

Accept this therapy

Sanctuary feeds me with ecstasy

Drift dim on the edge

Break words you never said

Burn down the bridge

Fuck dirty bitch

Take flight to bright again

The poison that I make

With hands of every hate

I dug my grave

I took inhale

Addicted to anihilate

I passed away few tracks before

On my mask there is sign

"You are by devil sold, worm"

Heroes in my hands

Are just toys without paint

Calm snow in my hair

Turned to dust

We want run

We can't hide

Cause we are paralysed

I fuck up day by day

I forgot how to run

I fuckin levitate

Cause I reached the secrets of our lore

Almost undead

With paper friends

No social life, my wife despair

I listen to the prophets preach

I locked myself in room with no release

Read my letter

Fix the matter

Disperse smoke I'm gone

Launch an arrow

Break my sorrow

Defend, carry on

My conclusions

My decisions

Undermeaning all

That is why I truly believe in this song

Sounds like vanity

Lost my sanity

Streets are ignored by our feets

Believe me I've been there

Each other eat

Denied lovers autonomy

Almighty hipocrasy greets

I tried to hold arctic cold

Covered me with powder snow

Time has come

Masses fall

Winter is coming home

Hands open ready to fly

But still broken

I'm already dried