rough and aggressive ebm and industrial hybrid piece with vocals courtesy of pamela vain, at 123 bpm.
techno
goth
darkwave
ballad
industrial
story
deltas
brian judy
Story behind the song
this song tackles the areas of self hatred and wrath. it also makes comparisons of Hunnington's disease to the spiritual state of the unbeliever (that being death). it makes one final plead with God for redemption.
Lyrics
Wait.
I'm not that strong.
I'm too diseased
And i'm left shambled on my knees.
I don't think
They thought this through,
And now it's down
To just one Thing.
Lies.
I'm torn away inside.
Among the ruins of my dreams;
My perfect little world is
Dead!
There's nowhere left to hide.
But in the dark it seems the view's much better here
Than it really is.
I am wretched [I AM]
And complicated
And i can't get through
Anymore...
Stained.
I thought i had it all.
I'm often left alone with broken toys
And blood spilled on the floor. I'm
Sick!
And reduced to a crawl.
But in this hell it seems the pain's much better here
Than it really is!
Dead.
Now everything is gone.
Believed in what was said.
Then everything went wrong. I can't hold
On!
And the skin begins to fade
As i awake in this holocaust of stains,
So i have nothing but broken bones,
Decaying in these chains!
Release me!
Release me!
Release me!
Release me!