Bastard's Boredom Songtext
von Avintaquin

Voices in this dark, every thought that they′ve completed
Every tonal miss that makes my feelings kick
Wonder where they've gone
Every ounce of self importance
Every lonely thought that makes me feel so strong

Bound by the fire, weary soul brought to witness
Taste of the tinder, may the smoke be his business
Held up the quill and write the voices scream out loud
Bored of himself, the bastard′s bored of himself.
He's screaming out

But your mind's in a spell when your stomach′s in a knot
And you can witness hell when your senses all are shot
But you′ve made your case, you've made it loud and clear
I can′t lose my soul it's all that I hold dear


Voices in your head, grit your teeth and bear the wailing
Feel the hatred in your skin and carve it out
All you want and more, everything that drives you crazy
Every cozy little chestnut in your heart

Bound by the fire, weary soul brought to witness
Taste of the tinder, may the smoke be his business
Held up the quill and write the voices scream out loud
Bored of himself, the bastard′s bored of himself.
He's screaming out

But you′ve made your case, you've made it loud and clear
I can't lose my soul it′s all that I hold dear

It′s all that I hold dear
It's all that I hold dear
It′s all that I hold dear
It's all that I hold dear
It′s all that I hold dear
It's all that I hold dear