Bleeding without pain
Bleeding without pain
Pushing my way through the infinity of darkness even when people around are full of weirdness
Not even a single soul can recognize the pain we go through is suffice
Looking around the world filled with freakiness is what leads to loneliness
Putting up a fake smile which remains just for a while
Don't know when or where someone grabs, the hands of devil no one can grasp
Trying to be out of the shell, feeling bitter but still pretty well
When did insulting become the need of the hour, like a piece of rotten cheese becoming sour
Treating every girl like a piece of shit is every man who can never get his home lit
Thorns tend to hurt but at least they are not under your skirt
Predicting the fate is stupid thinking every night for some kind of cupid
Why don't these vicious hands find the devil's place, giving this earth a moment of solace
Cutting them out bit by bit is the only thought i can hit
Blood filled eyes and rugged hands instills in me the urge to bury them deep in the sand
It is just a mistake is what i hear, well then it is no crime to murder without fear
Stinking every corner of this world, still the visions are blurred
People say it is always our fault, bloody gold digging monsters searching for vault
But this world will always continue to pray not listening to a word that we want to say
Monsters still have a black heart but these people are just zombies not even dead apart