Black Heart
How much longer will all this last?
My keyboard's bloody for all to see,
Is this a blessing or my worst curse?
To feel too deeply, to care too much.
You always were my fatal flaw,
Darkest addiction of all
But your black heart will always kill
With violence against my will.
How many trials must I fight?
How many more till I am free?
But it's all better than all this
Monotony of all your anger...
In your black heart,
Your black heart, your black heart,
In your black heart,
Your black heart, your black heart.
So empty and cold,
You played with, you played with,
You played with everything.
While you play with everyone you meet,
(So empty and cold,)
I try to play with a deeper feat,
(So empty and cold,)
But you hide anger in all you do,
(So empty and cold,)
How many more victims must you choose?
You always were my fatal flaw,
Darkest addiction of all
But your black heart will always kill
With violence against my will.
How many trials must I fight?
How many more till I am free?
But it's all better than all this
Monotony of all your anger...
But there's beauty in sadness, this sadness
And there is sanity in madness,
But there's beauty in sadness, this sadness.
And you always were my fatal flaw,
Darkest addiction of all
But your black heart will always kill
With violence against my will.
How many trials must I fight?
How many more till I am free?
But it's better than all this
Monotony of all your anger...
In your black heart,
Your black heart, your black heart
So empty, so empty and cold...
So shallow, so shallow and cold...
Till I am free...!