Alive

The sun shines through the clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we are Happy we are all dead. The sun shines through the clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we are Happy we are all dead. Why? We are happy, why we do it? There is this battle. Run away from problems, run since soul. You can't complete any height, Just as a cold, just as a Cold. In your rooms is no friend, but full of A sadness and smoke and you begging to pray. You say that I want to live. You say that I want to live. Hold your breath and then attempt to commit suicide. Bear is in there, it takes the sides. Mind to the sin that comes inside. There is you and the Lord, you just a Slave, you have the knowledge as the lost hope. If you want to Live. The sun shines through the clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we are Happy we are all dead. The sun shines through the clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we are Happy we are all dead. Weapons shift to separate worlds, I saw signs of Hate. I saw there forever people who sought help. Souls pass through my heart. I also want to live. Weapons shift to separate worlds, I saw signs of Hate. I saw there forever people who sought help. Souls pass through my heart. I also want to live. She's trapped and longing with sorrow in his bloody Hands, with her bloody heart. Carrying glass and emotion, Clapping and struggling with stolen offering. Tearful worlds are suffering to End. Find your tears to get up. Find your tears to get up. We saw looking Back. Come to my skull and stack. I saw you with a look in the back. Start To rise from Pain And die. Rise through the abyss in Night. Just to rise, To not fall down. Every time when the castle of my Mind is torn by thy. The destiny's work... Don't fear of hell In midst full of blood. What's the point of feeling down if you're already In hell? Fully quizzing about screwed mistakes. Indicate that the past was sooner might. Let's show this middle finger to start your little Prayer. Fuck you. Fuck you. What's the point of feeling down if You're already in hell? In hell. The sun shines through the Clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we Are happy we are all dead. The sun shines through the clouds. Looking to the past, we will think we are Happy we are all Dead