Venom

Zadera

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The days of memory are numbered
The picture is fading away
Still the eternally remain
Thoughts are raging the brain
Thousand questions torment my sanity

Went into my soul much too often
I break away
Too much I dwindle back
Venom to my soul

Once there was love, once there was faith
’Till a black shadow shrouded us
Left a wound so deep
Nothing we had to keep
I didn't find a pathway back

Went into my soul much too often
I break away
Too much I dwindle back
Venom to my soul

In the merciless court of my end of the race
In the deadening version of a live
I conceived myself
I understood with a bitter smile
(Bitter smile)
That I'd rather be venom to my soul

Went into my soul much too often
I break away
Too much I dwindle back
Venom to my soul

Went into my soul much too often
I break away
Too much I dwindle back
Venom to my soul

Went into my soul much too often
I break away
Too much I dwindle back
Venom to my soul