Bastinado Songtext
von Cannae

It′s been eating away his patience
His eyes clouded with his memories of hell

It was faith that was so hard to believe
Love in his life was nothing short of disease
Attraction to repulsion, he continued to walk from death
Forbidding himself to take his own last breath


Time moved him
By the pleasures of younger pasts
His own last breath
A mental reference to a better day
So much hate and anger was left behind

Think again, forget, construct a decaying mind
Too many gravestones, not enough remorse

Calculation for the decline of man
Everything he was ever told: a lie
In a world gone mad