Tämä biisi julkaistiin vajaa kolme vuotta sitten aikana, jolloin kävin jatkuvaa taistelua yrittäessäni löytää jälleen intohimoni asioihin, jotka ennen olivat minulle merkittäviä. Minun oli välillä vaikea tuntea juuri mitään, mutta etenkin tämä biisi auttoi minua jaksamaan kohti valoisampaa huomista.
The Color Morale - Trail Of Blood.
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
And nothing feels as cold inside as heaven down below
I've been lost and never found, afraid to speak my truth out loud
With empty hands I came into this world, and I'll leave just the same
Death, you cannot take me, you've tried and failed before
With everything so deafening, each breath worth fighting for
I refuse to be your casualty 'cause pain has its reward
No longer trapped in agony, you cannot take me, I survive the storm
Is hell a place or just a word, because as far as I can see
They both feel like one in the same, so which do I believe?
Some days we feel everything and others not at all
Do I cave beneath the weight or rise above it all?
Death, you cannot take me, you've tried and failed before
With everything so deafening, each breath worth fighting for
I refuse to be your casualty 'cause pain has its reward
No longer trapped in agony, you cannot take me, I survive the storm
Maybe that's the hell that I'm living
Battles between where I'm numb or I'm feeling
Remember when we filled our lives
With the will to fucking live
Death, you cannot take me, you've tried and failed before
With everything so deafening, each breath worth fighting for
I refuse to be your casualty 'cause pain has its reward
No longer trapped in agony, you cannot take me, I survive the storm
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home