Teksty: Haste The Day. Akeldema.

When the skin breaks
He thought time could heal his growing shame
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they?ll burn
He cannot heal before he breaks

He stumbled out of the bedroom
Feel the shock moving up and down your spine
He?s running out of the building
She?s going crazy, screaming, asking ?Why??

If you look for a savior to finally be free
Free from all his failure, that?s all you?ll ever see
He stumbled into the bathroom, shut the door and fell right to his knees
He tried to look in the the mirror, now his eyes are bleeding
He?s asking please

When the skin breaks
He thought time could heal his growing shame
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they?ll burn
He cannot heal before he breaks

Sounds weakening, death sets in
As his stomach quickly hits the floor
The stench of a rotting lie has found its way to your brain
It pulls the trigger and opens your eyes to spot the reeking stain

He thought it would solve all his problems
He sees now that the blood will never wash away
Now can?t you hear what he?s saying?
While you?ve been screaming you?ve been drowning the ladder

So you can float to the top instead of climb
And I assure you that I?m not the one for you

When the skin breaks
He thought time could heal his growing shame
These white hot knives will turn to fire and they?ll burn
He cannot heal before he breaks