Interpret:

Sepultura

Album:

Schizophrenia

At the time of my last pain 
I scream, so I can run away 
What I see in front of me 
Is only the reflection of my insanity 


Throwing me to the present 
Alone almost is despair 
My head throws itself against the wall 
Making my blood flow free of me 
To be born again, it'll be a sad destiny 
To seek death when it's inside of myself 
I throw up trying to put it out 
I try to sleep sitting on the cold ground 


Reminders from the past 
Repulsion of the present 
Fear of the future 
Septic Schizo [X3] 


Stained by blood on the face 
I see that my life goes by in front of me 
As an old movie, I feel not proud of anything 
I've done 
I scorn myself with anguish 


My nerves are blowing 
Inside of me my skin burns 
I sink my toes on the ground 
I wanna quit; but I don't wanna enter another place 


I'm marked and wounded, the decaying of my throughts 
The rotten smell on my skin 
The cold body, thrown and forgotten 
I can see the things, but I'm blinded to the world...