Daylight Torn - X To C lyrics

You think I look through Satan's eyes Or are they watching over me? You never asked my biography So I tell you the facts, that you can't see It's true, my painting is depressive The crying man, the dying child The pregnant woman screaming The prisoned devil with eyes open wide A sculpture out of painted bones You've seen the two ladies with a biten dick Lyrics about the relieving d**h That's reason enough to declare: I am sick? Are you sick? Hell and back the road For hating you, for hating you Should I be locked away? If you knew kinds of atrocity You'd know I just give vent to my anger My only possibility to digest Without it, I couldn't live any longer Duplicate love until adoration Imagine the loss within a few seconds Profounded pain you can't resist Just by thinking about what happened Hell and back the road For hating you, for hating you Am I sick? Should I be locked away You are sick!