Bite The Pain
Look down at the body
You may see no trace of wounds
But in the eye
The eye of the beholder
One cannot asume.
Not a drop of blood is drawn
But you know how it bleeds
Beware of the sharp edged weapon
Called human being
It is a shield of passion
And strong will
From this I am the victor
Instead of the kill
I will not feed your hunger, instead
I bite the pain
Looking not back, but forward
I bite down hard
Try to cover up the trail of deceit
And daggers spawned from your soul
(Solo Hamm/Schuldiner)
Acid, the tears of remorse
Flow in vain, too late for regrets
Save it
For the next I'll fated game.