Hecate - Selftorture

You are silent
And your hands are bleeding
Imprisoned in your secret pain
You don`t fear, when you look to your inside
You don`t fear, it can be seen in your eyes
Your body is covered
With a fresh scars,
But your hands are bleeding
Under the hot memories
You will fear, when you look to your inside
You will fear, it can be seen in your eyes

You`re lying in the corner of the darkroom
You`re lying on thorns of your doom
You pretend to regret the scream of agony
You`re lying on thorns of your destiny
You crippled your soul and you crippled your flesh
There is your cruel past, you hate the present
You are falling on the floor with your face down
And fragments of glass fade in your hands
Tears are washing hot blood from below your satisfaction
Under the eternal masquerade with silent reverence
You torture yourself

You hide all the suffering in yourself
Release your waste paradise
So forever lost in space
You feel fear, when you look to your inside
You feel fear, it can be seen in your eyes

Your wounds are eternal, you are silent still
Your wounds are eternal, don`t search way out
Your wounds are eternal forever