Foreign Pain
by The Warriors· from War Is Hell Redux
trouble. looking at a heart once gold life aleardy lost beginning to the end (a mental holocaust) and its so depressing worrying truth is hard to find trouble here still seeking repeating still i gotta strive i gotta strive i gotta try engaged with foreign pain bombs dropped right through your brain lifes hard you know the game i try but still it rains hearts just esplode (awake i try to see) lock and reload (in hale this life i breathe) seaching seeking now exists a problem somewhere deep inside now i gotta know and i cut through snakes with deadly knives of mind and the serpents fangs agian will kill in time.