Текст песни — Alternative 4 — Anathema

(D. Patterson)

It&#39-s killing you, you&#39-re killing me,

I&#39-m clinging on to my sanity,

All I need is a short term remedy,

Come and hide me from this terrible reality…

Dreaded memories flood back to me,

But there&#39-s still a wilful mind behind these cold,

psychotic eyes,

Now I tread this path so differently,

I&#39-ve opened my mind and darkened my entire life.

I&#39-ll dance with the angels to celebrate the holocaust,

And far beyond my far gone pride,Слова песни — Alternative 4 — Anathema