Testi:
Convulse

Let down, I hate that days you are sick of me in my worse days. Life is calling and my hate is growing too. You love the animals, I'm sick another day

This is my brother "Sorrow". Just a little walk in the sunshine, belongs to me, and everytime I ask you something you are ready to give,I can ask for

Hate-shot, the cursed are blessed,visions are back, convulse, the sky is dead, a knife deep in your neck, blindfold, is what they crave, and that's the

This is the place where the rain is cold... Deep forever into the soul... Deep forever into the cold... ...of my soul, I hope you'll call me DADDY,untold

In the midst of our greed we opened the door thinking all is ours but no one can rule the sun or sea no one owns the land or trees White man's dream is

In the middle of the green valleys deep inside the gloomy hills conceals the origin of all that is in existence Thousands of years ago people were pieces

My eyes are not blind but still they can't see to the other side sometimes they're in our minds reminding how it sometimes was I repent my own existence

Mother of the high seas please guide me home or leave me alone father of the plains and prairie behold me and see my crying... Back yesterday... crying

Traduzione: Convulse. Le cose non è quello che Used To Be.