M.A.I.D Songtext
von Avail

Agony, cry infamy
I salute the density
I seed the blasphemy
I grimace at the great moon
I sorted suicide, came back, and wept Sordid, brute sign
I started to grow
I′d have drowned in the lake
I'd become anew

Go, God will sort me
I′d sinfully go on
Down here, seized, I speak for no one but me


So alone... all alone

Sordid beauty coincided with agony
Grimace up into infinity