Besedila: Madder Mortem. The Traitor's Mark.

The traitor's mark
I see myself through read, dead eyes
I make myself this prison
For Babylon the time has come
This time I'm sure you'll listen


This is the day
(A given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score


I hold my seed, a perfect hate
I make this mask a weapon
For every time I lied myself
a tenfold to your burden


This is the day
(A given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score


No morning comes to tie my hands
in tired sleep
The love I left to die alone
is all I keep


My blood is silence in my veins

It all ends here
The final bond of innocence
the last to tear


The last bitter step
Through ruins and dirt
Only one deed remains:
To lay it all at your feet, dead


I mark you red, a traitor's mark
I name an "M" for malice
For all those years I lived a lie
One pound of flesh from your body


This is the day
(A given word)
This is the hour
(was broken twice)
Nothing but ashes to mourn for


I have betrayed
all that I am
Nothing's forgiven and nothing
will even the score