White Sheep

Words, the shape of a sword
Claim, the absurd
Regards, fake preferred
Scars, remain unheard
Decorate a life, left unlived
With shiny trash, be relived
Remain alive, among the dead
Just a tail, with no head

Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all

See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovеry

So hold dear the heart that bleeds for you
Bury yours deep within thе cold of the night

Fingers, the shape of a gun
Shoot, words that kill
Warrior, behind the screen
Hide, silent scream
Dedicate your life, to wasting time
Leave behind, broken minds
Feel supreme, a loser's dream
Wake me up, with a silent scream

Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all

See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery