Pain Is A Master

Album: L'Enfant Sauvage (2012)
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  • Crawling and moaning in the sharp blade of grass
    All my life starting over, blood spilled inside out
    I went through this cycle of pain deep in myself
    Destroyed by awful hands, a demon of illusion
    The pain now awaken, I'm cracking wide open
    Can barely recognize my body, a battlefield
    Unquestioned pride once so fragile
    I cannot even recall names or faces
    Those standing on my side

    My side
    I am nothing the pain awake is forging me
    Face down, inert
    Forcing me, dreams haunting me
    I am immense, I am awake, renewed
    Lost in the darkest time
    I know I felt their presence
    Even if I was blind
    Pain, please forgive my ignorance
    My master Writer/s: CHRISTIAN ANDREU, JOSEPH DUPLANTIER, MARIO DUPLANTIER
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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