Text skladby Sticks and Stones
z alba As the Ember Dies
Autor textu: Matúš Mlích
The pain of father's fists
Morality becomes curved
The freezing mother's touch
Family dinner, hatred is served
Clinging to new role models
Even more sick than him
Goblet of false courage
Sense of reason insanely dim
Hurting with words
Just doesn't cut
Wants to hear
The breaking of bones
Believes to be in war
Convinced to be a victim
Sending a reign of lead
On those who contradict him
The letter has been written
A pen weaker than sword
Everyone will finally know him
After years of being ignored
Needs to reach
The fathers shelf
To borrow his
Sticks and stones
His enemy is defenseless
He feels like a god
Years of pure neglect
Leaving the brain flawed
Insane mind is set
Hate is all it can give
Towards all those vile
Who dared to try to live
Leaving the hate unnoticed
Letting it get this far
He left the book at home
Focused on leaving a scar
Black tar that's being poured
Covers all from head to heels
From above and from the past
He wasn't raised and so he kills
