Certainty... Corpses Bleed Cold - Caliban

Shadows of the past thrown on me

And broke my walls

All the time that has passed

However the pain is not less-

Hopelessly caught in emptiness

Recognition of boredom…

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

Why do I not escape

Arms are weak, my feet are stiff and cold

I’m the scourge of my self made walls

Dreams of hope come up

And let me fall again even deeper

Into the band of pain

Steel colours my skin deep red

No death, but eternal torture