Furbowl

Damage Done

Oh yes, revenge is sweet
An emotional desert of dead meat
Poisoned soul, dressed in black
The damage done, no turning back

Hallucinations in my head
Hauntred by the dreams of the dead
Beyond the horizon, burning flames
Land of tears, agonizing pain

Damage, damage done
Damage done

Surrounded by the darker sides of life
Am I the one to survive?
Voices heard, cold as ice
Of frozen bodies immortalized

Damage, damage done
Damage, damage done

Weak of guilt, among the lost
The sinners are to bear the cross

Weak of guilt, among the lost
The sinners are to bear the cross
My soul is tired like the evening sun
No time to argue, the damage is done

The damage, damage done

Weak of guilt, among the lost
The sinners are to bear the cross
My soul is tired like the evening sun
No time to argue, the damage is done

The damage, damage done
Damage done

The damage, damage done
Damage done