C-Lekktor - Living Dead

I thought i'm having a psychose
Trying me, trying me, trying me

I lost all sense of a drinker

I lie here just waiting the moment
But the body still prays for my soul
But the likely person to detect this
I want to breath, rescue me


I need a message out of me
Cast really out from my mouth
It's really me and there's something, that is jealousy
I wanna hear straight causing to blindness
There is no faith from your grave
I want a change to decide if destructive
I'm the man resting his case

2x
I feel sensation cause the mad is really reality
I call this frigid, right from my grave
Are you here about the living dead?


I shall be afraid of stepping in
Cause then i'm in a race show
When i will find this i prelude
I don't know, why is he here?

I will inform starting a roam
I hide my inspiration
I need to realize that my soul
Can't win just from the cause

2x
Rest on my faith

Can't win

3x
Rest on my faith

Can't win

Rest on my faith

3x
I feel sensation cause the mad is really reality
I call this frigid, right from my grave
Are you here about the living dead?