With The Blade Of A Knife

Nightrage
Album : The Puritan
Composition : Nightrage
Composing : Nightrage
Arrangements : Nightrage

A tragedy wedged
Into an innocent mind
Trying to find the answer
Why they all stood blind
With surgical precision
They abort all hope
In lack of intervention
They hand you the rope
Underneath the surface
of pale unspoiled skin
Dwells the human
waste deep within
Under the impression
of living a life
Searching for an answer
with the blade of a knife
Repressed memories
Of a life you should know
Buried with your ruined soul
Burnt not king ago
This mental incision
Infected by their filth
With maculate intentions
They violate
what you have built
Underneath the surface
of pale unspoiled skin
Dwells the human
waste deep within
Under the impression
of living a life
Searching for an answer
with the blade of a knife