Lyrics Brand Of Cain - [:SITD:]

Brand Of Cain

We are reflected from our past
A tempting demon — a face unmasked
My brow is marked with the brand of cain
A static tumble of brewing rain
Your way to hell is say «forgive»
The more I suffer the more you live
My confidence — your jealousy
Accused and lost in slavery
I couldn’t go along with that
I feel so cold if I were dead
Collected moments may last for years
Our diary breeds maternal tears
Drifting apart your innocence
I am big farewell you’re second chance
I couldn’t go
I feel so cold
I couldn’t go along with that
Accuse the day on which we met
…und wir dachten, wir würden auf ewig zusammenbleiben.