The Wounds of Conversion Lyrics

Suffering is next to
feel your temples pouding
the relection of a fading image
strikes your head again!!!!!
These´re the wounds of convertion
open and soaked in blood
like the gates of desolation
the echo of your dreams full of rage!!!!!

You fell compellled to kneel down
rivers of pain is sprouting
your finger root into the soil
your eyes open wide
These´re the wounds of convertion
slowly you try to stand up
unable to put up the oppression!!!!!
hardenered veins are the image!!!!

Chorus
Stop!!!!!!
my soul is transforming
Stop!!!!!
I´m that who they want to see
Stop!!!!!
my soul is transforming
Stop!!!!!
I´m that who they want to see

Feel an asphyiant presence
feel an deafening silence
feel the pressure over you
feel a lost destiny
Your brain is shapeless remains
your eyes are tired
your blood has dried out
the echo of your dreams has been silenced!!!!!

Suffering is next to
feel your temples pouding
the relection of a fading image
strikes your head again!!!!!
These´re the wounds of convertion
open and soaked in blood
like the gates of desolation
the echo of your dreams full of rage!!!!!

You fell compelled to kneel down
rivers of pain is sprouting
your finger root into the soil
your eyes open wide
These´re the wounds of convertion
slowly you try to stand up
unable to put up the oppression!!!!!
hardenered veins are the image!!!!

Chorus
Stop!!!!!!
my soul is transforming
Stop!!!!!
I´m that who they want to see
Stop!!!!!
my soul is transforming
Stop!!!!!
I´m that who they want to see