Razorblade - Space Of Variations

Tell me something, am I a false prophet?

In the dark space they will find remains

Bizarre shapes of my mistakes

They’ve built my castle of razorblades

Why can’t you see that we’re bleeding but still believing

There is the way to break the cycle, so we keep digging

Why can’t you see that we’re bleeding but still believing

There is the way to break the cycle

Although the words remain unsaid

I am the one who breaks the chains

Until the last drop cuts the stone

Until the sacred blessing’s gone

We’re shooting stars in outer space

So let us burn, it’s our fate

Tell me something, am I a false prophet?

In the dark space they will find remains

Bizarre shapes of my mistakes

They’ve built my castle of razor blades

Why can’t you see that we’re bleeding but still believing

There is the way to break the cycle, so we keep digging

We’re shooting stars in outer space

So let us burn, it’s our fate

We are lost in these mazes, mazes

Trying to find our traces, traces

Trying to find the love

But that’s not enough

I know there must be something more

Maybe it stands right behind the gate

Of my castle of razorblades

I’ve built my castle of razorblades

I’ve built my castle