[jarva et al.]
[lead - tj]
One too many times i've crossed that thin red line
unleashed that ill-will-wind
that blows inside
i should be taken into my trial
i should be put in charge of my deeds
but i'm a coward and a liar
- yeah, a liar!
And now.
i find myself in your harbour of hatred
and all is well in your harbour of hatred
[lead - mv]
Once i've been banished into exile
when i'm driven out of my town
i leave everything behind
now burn all bridges,
cut down all blood ties
forsake my possessions
and sink deeper underground
- underground!
And now.
i find myself in your harbour of hatred
and all is well in your harbour of hatred
[lead - f - ar]
I find myself in your harbour of hatred
and all is well in your harbour of hatred
i find myself in your harbour of hatred
and all is well in your harbour of hatred
So i must hide. in demimondes.
in these dusty, hazy corners.
where no man dare go
all lost in a half-world.
lost in the limbo-zone.
where only my name is left
echoing endlessly.
echoing endlessly.
in your harbour of hatred.