Paroles de S. Day

I’m the one outside Now you can see me face to face If I didn’t love me Life wouldn’t consist of this tide Terrible meaningless Have to pay too dearly for this Getting all what fate reserves Playing Don Quixote often enough Welcome to suicide day How I had come to this Call me beast, call me brute Beginning was a child’s dream The end becomes a bitter fate Welcome to suicide day What I’d do for incarnation In the end there’s no doom Keeping madness, isolation All’s just nothing anymore Welcome to suicide day