Текст песни Burning The Oppressor - Martyrize

Оригинальный текст песни Martyrize

Poor helpless little boy
He's just a bag of bones
Walk as a living dead
But now he's falling down

Flowing on his cheeks tears of sadness
The crouching child cries
Locked in an old closet
With sobs filling his eyes

It's through the keyhole
That the day offers him perverse smile
Before the worst comes
Slaps with the belt shots

SEEKING REFUGE IN A CORNER
AVOIDING TORTURE
THE BLOWS WILL COMEBACK LATER
AN INNOCENCE RAPED, BASTARD
JUST FOR YOUR PLEASURE
DON'T WORRY, DEATH WILL BE YOUR CURE

Poor helpless little boy
He's just a bag of bones
Walk as a living dead
But now he's falling down

Standing in front of a mirror
And wiping the fog away
Vision is still hazy
Doesn’t know who he sees

When he looks in the mirror
This sad sight couldn’t be him
In silence, he suffers
When will it be over ?!

SEEKING REFUGE IN A CORNER
AVOIDING TORTURE
THE BLOWS WILL COMEBACK LATER
AN INNOCENCE RAPED, BASTARD
JUST FOR YOUR PLEASURE
DON'T WORRY, DEATH WILL BE YOUR CURE

DEATH WILL BE YOUR CURE

Every night he sees this man's face
Who beat him, spat in his face
Tortured him with cruelty
All these blows and injuries
Remind him...

EVERYDAY, PAIN AND SHAME
EVERYDAY IS THE SAME

No more glow, no more light
WELCOME IN THE DARKNESS
The days left to survive
Pass slowly in slow motion

ABOMINATION
SCARS OF AFFLICTION
ASSASINATION

DISGRACE OF HUMAN RACE
THIS IS HOW YOU ARE NAMED
YOU CAME OUT OF THE LIGHT
YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT LIFE
NO FORGIVENESS SO OFTEN
SEE THE TRUTH IN THE FACE
WELCOME TO THE HELL OF HEAVEN
DISGRACE OF HUMAN RACE