Hyde کے بول

http://www.metal-archives.com/band.php?id=129802 Like clay in your hands You try to mold Forcing the new And out with the old Squeezing the life Out of me Forming perfection You want me to be You'll never change me Pain makes me stronger The only thing you've done Is create a monster You have no clue what you've done You have no clue what's begun You should run away... you should run With a scalpel in hand You carve your name Scarring the surface With my new-found shame Bleeding the life I'm left behind Shedding the skin Erase the mind