Texty piesní Apoptygma Berzerk

Apoptygma Berzerk

Stitch

Carry me,

Sore emotion.

Drowning me.

Never break the oath.

Sin for salvation.

Like leaves we fall.

From a need to nothing

I search high and low

Do not forsake me

A breath from the past

Kissing me

Through blood stains

I never felt so calm before

The entire world is deceased

So break your soul

Lets hallucinate

Because the knife

Is a ? tool Of the worlds resurection

because you know it too

Just stick it in and show it

Reflection from the dead

The meaning of it all

It all occures as a stich

Just a stitch

It's just a stitch