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HAVOCHATE LYRICS
"Cycle of Pain" (2005)
1. Cycle of Pain
2. Tentacle
3. Fiction
4. Still Alive
5. Alone
6. Wicked
7. Cold Embrace
8. Crack in the Sky
9. Speak No More
10. Buried in Lies
11. Rotting Hour
1. Cycle of Pain
2. Tentacle
3. Fiction
City of contempt, won't you open yourselves wide
look deep into your black heart void to release what you hide
people of discord why can't you see what it is what's inside
when will we ever find our souls and unlock what is right
need to live without oppression
free to fight against the lies
need to live above aggression
without our cries
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
we close our minds not looking inside but fading away
city of lies, poisoning blood sprays out of your eyes
need to live without oppression
free to fight against the lies
need to live above aggression
without our cries
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
need to live without oppression
free to fight against the lies
need to live above aggression
without our cries
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
can we be there too, we're not fiction anymore
fiction
4. Still Alive
5. Alone
6. Wicked
7. Cold Embrace
As life starts to shatter
it rips our lives in two
no ongoing taste for sympathy
no pattern to what we do
the chances we take they are staggering
they force us to reach in the soul
overwhelm our sense of clarity
destruction of things that are whole
ah!
known only to us as savagery
our prey on the living condoned
we cannot protect their humanity
a life is worth more on it's own
now it's your fate confrontation
innocence slaughtered, controlled
the path that we take will mislead us
thoughts of our dying unknown
will the cold embrace of grey
cleanse the soul of fail and shame
will I call the wind in vain
can a heart be without pain
when the mind is caged in rage
in the garden of the graves
now with souls upon me
restricting my movements, so cold
escape has no meaning
as we conquer the weak at their core
surgery of the finest degree
open sore stitch having sewn
in a world poisoned by venom
bone tearing sound brings it home
will the cold embrace of grey
cleanse the soul of fail and shame
will I call the wind in vain
can a heart be without pain
when the mind is caged in rage
in the garden of the graves
garden of the graves
8. Crack in the Sky
9. Speak No More
10. Buried in Lies
11. Rotting Hour
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