Lletres: Machine Men. Victim.

Rotten mind
Corroding spine
Slave of the crime
Endless shame
Anger and pain
Inner flame dying down day by day
Satan laughs when she prays
His minions lead astray
Heart is cold, She never told
Just kept inside and tried to forget

She hast drifted with the tide of her tears
In embrace of her fears

Salt into her wounds
Salt into her wounds

Crawls in mud,
Prays for god
Soul's bleeding blood
She won't die
But asking why
Trying to gain control of her life
Mind is frail
She has hammer and nails
Thanks to father who betrayed
Now he's cold, She never told
That he enjoys the unholy ground

She hast drifted with the tide of her tears
In embrace of her fears

Salt into her wounds
Salt into her wounds
Salt into her wounds
Salt into her wounds