Stigma Eternal Songtext
von Deadborn

I see it, a mark for eternal
My periods of suffering
My thoughts don′t forget this certain
This certain memory temers my mind
An illusion of physical devide and
A limit in the mind
A deep mysterious function of mental powers
Sprayed in a system, system, systematically
Stigmatically
And due to the problems and results
Arising out of these
Coming pernicious situations
I pass and alter it
Still standing under a great deal of
Defective emotional pressure
This certain memory temers my mind
For a very long time
God situation pass by
And thoughts have to be refreshed


But nevertheless
I see it, a mark for eternal
My periods of suffering
My thoughts don't forget this certain
This certain memory temers my mind
The switch of faith caused by a running sore
The virus of hatred it cross all over
Seemingly self-inflicted prevarication
A patent distortion of facts
Reminds me on an actual torsion
And maybe not this terrible just physical
Therefore, not limited in mind
A strict, spraying a system to me
Stigmatically, all the rage is inferior
This certain memory temers my mind
For a very long time
A strict, a strict, a strict
But nevertheless
So sorry