Shattered
True friends stab you from the front!
The greatest betrayal was the one I saw coming from the start
Still I waltzed right into it expecting a change of heart.
That angel by my shoulder was just a devil in disguise
Warping my mind with its words and twisting each advise.
A man-made porcelain world lies shattered beneath my feet,
Why pick up the pieces by accepting your deceit?
That liar by my bedside was a foe I could not see
They say all can be forgiven but salvation was never for me.
These brittle wings (these brittle wings) fall useless
They hold no meaning to me.
For I chose a different path as the architect of my own wrath.
Broken wings and missing limbs, ceramic souls are fragile things.
Alabaster lives and shattered minds, a fractured world where none survives.
Rebuilding and forgiving, a Sisyphean effort to forget
Instead I think I'll stay here in this wasteland of regret.
Maybe I do belong here? Wreathed in my own strife
To cause a perfect echo of the simple business of life.
That angel by my shoulder was just a devil in disguise
Warping my mind with its words and twisting each advise.
Running an endless road, from a foe I cannot see
Running towards normality.
Broken wings and missing limbs, ceramic souls are fragile things.
Alabaster lives and shattered minds find comfort with the broken kind.
Autor(es): Victor Lars Hakan Adonis, Marcus Christian Skantz, Lars Peter Lennart Liwgren, Lars Martin Lingonblad, Joel Gustav Manfred Nyberg
