Текст песни Make Them Suffer - Doomswitch

Оригинальный текст песни Doomswitch

They’re long winters in the city of spirals
Toxic cycle. Toxic cycle.
With neon hinterlands you cynically eye-roll.
Toxic cycle. Suicidal.

But you don’t want to be like them.

Deserted homes, but you know;
turn yourself around
or you’ll be lost in death.
Usurpers, drones.
But you know;
turn yourself around
or you’ll be just like them.

So you can be someone they can’t.

So you can face yourself,
face the world,
even through it all.
This city’s back to haunt you.
This city’s out to get you.
Face yourself. Face this curse;
Doomswitch.

They’re all fictional, incipient idols.
Unwanted prayers, forgotten beds.
They’re long winters in the city of spirals.
Accursed, hexed, despondent, dead.

Cursed. Your words. You’re cursed.
Deserted homes, but you know;
turn yourself around
or you’ll be lost in death.
Usurpers, drones. But you know;
turn yourself around
or you’ll be just like them.

So you can face yourself,
face the world,
even through it all.
This city’s back to haunt you.
This city’s out to get you.
Face yourself.
Face this curse;
Doomswitch.

You know this story
You know how it ends,
But you don’t know the world around you sees you just like them.
Just like them.