Surge Of Pity

歌詞

A lie hurts more than the truth. My favorite scary colour, peered into the darkness these small uncertain moves. Is there any truth in their words? Misfortune never come singly They went over to my enemies. Fighting against heavy odds. Shameless lie uncontrolled figures. Bow to the inevitable Life playing such games Can you really answer these Harmless questions of life? Audience of the madness remnants of my mind Invading my thoughts. Conjure up the spirit of the dead. Deeds speak louder than words Harsh actions a suspicious look. The pricking of thorns, the sting of remorse The stimulus of praise. Listening to this dead march, under a maze of pity. A surge of pity. The pricking of thorns. The stimulus of praise.