Blood, blood on my hands .
(Blood, there's blood in your hands, sin in your mind.)
(What have you done?)
Guided by voices
(You are insane!)
(What have you done?)
Am I insane?
(Living your lies.)
Why do I like so much this taste?
Living my lies.
I cannot escape from this desire.
I'm enjoying the scars and forgetting my sins.
No regrets. - You cant hide from your mistakes.
No regrets. -And your hypocrisy
No regrets. -Manipulating....
No regrets. –Never will find Peace.
A maze of voices controling my mind.
Asking me to pull the trigger one last time.
Because what remains. ..
Because what remains... is
Blood, blood on my hands .
(Blood, there's blood in your hands, sin in your mind.)
(What have you done?)
Guided by voices
(You are insane!)
(What have you done?)
Am I insane?
(Living your lies.) I am insane... I am insane.