Lyrics Bad Year - Christian Death

Bad Year

Then a veil of mist descends
And I become a happier man
While unexplored self doubts pretend for a moment, to be
What they fear they are —
The recurrent assertion of surrogate horror
Well, it’s been a bad year
A man’s future is mangled
Depression knots tightly at the center of his being
A wave of sensuality fucks that smooth hole
Yes, this has been quite a bad year
A brittle twig at the end of the branch cracks
This has been a bad year, conducted quietly from both sides
I predict people will die and new ones will arise
They shall arise
-Acceptance as prophecy-
Only one moment conquers
And that only to smash my sheltered childhood
A world which I loved
I loved