Soon Departed - Children Of Bodom

When your hands have been tied

From front, back and from side to side

It’s hard to see the shape of things to come

And the past becomes undone

No stars aligned to lead the blind

When your future is already declined

Lying, discarded

Dying, soon departed

Another morning, it’s hard to breathe

Waking up so damn confined

By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind

Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends

No more looking and waiting for the godsends

You keep throwing away

If that is the life you choose

No circumstance can excuse

Why you run when you’ve passed

A dead end sign at long last

The days are numbered you swear

So you can start the countdown for all I care

Keep on telling yourself there’s nothing left to do

Your story’s weak and so are you

Lying, discarded

Dying, soon departed

Another morning, it’s hard to breathe

Waking up so damn confined

By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind

Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends

No more looking and waiting for the godsends

You keep throwing away

Another morning, it’s hard to breathe

Waking up so damn confined

By these walls, cut, bruised and left behind

Another day and it hurts to burn your candles at all ends

No more looking and waiting for the godsends

You keep throwing away