Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Sick Child, artist - Imperative Reaction. Album song Eulogy For The Sick Child, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 05.06.2006
Record label: METROPOLIS
Song language: English
The Sick Child |
I am a whisper |
That no one will hear |
A cinder of life burning acid tears |
I’ve fallen through a soul |
Injected with disease |
It has broken down the truth that I bleed |
A malignant tumor a critical detection |
The frailty of loss increasing infection |
I’m grasping the line to pull me away |
I am ruined now I am living decay |
I am a seizure ridden parasite shaking with confusion |
And all the tragedies of spite are rotting through my mind |
This sick child you see has not the strength to be free |
You’ve stolen his dreams and diluted his pleas |
Inside this sorrow his pain is unique |
He’s dying just to hear a voice while suffering your deceit |
The void in life you’ve left behind has swallowed all the cries |
The tears of rage grow silent now your subject has complied |
You threw me up just to let me fall |
As the sickness invaded |
You denied it all |
Now I’m dying |
And the blood stains your hands |
This pathetic existence this tragedy withstands |
You ripped me apart with your poison embrace |
And the fear you provided destroyed my faith |
The eulogy has been written |
The sick child has passed |
And all is forgotten thus closing the past |
He is a memory that you will forget |
The force of infection tore the soul to shreds |
The cystic environment separated life |
Distracted diversity and discouraged strife |
A malignant tumor a critical detection |
The frailty of loss increasing infection |
I’m grasping the line to pull me away |
I am ruined now I am living decay |
I am a seizure ridden parasite shaking with confusion |
And all the tragedies of spite are rotting through my mind |
This sick child you see has not the strength to be free |
You’ve stolen his dreams and diluted his pleas |
Inside this sorrow his pain is unique |
He’s dying just to hear a voice while suffering your deceit |
The void in life you’ve left behind has swallowed all the cries |
The tears of rage grow silent now your subject has complied |