Текст: Nocturnal Rites. The 8th Sin. Pain & Pleasure.

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Hear you call for me
It?s too late, can?t you see?
Couldn?t help, they spit on you, and called you fool
I believe it just slipped my mind
That I left you behind
I can?t help, you died that day that I betrayed

On and on?

Pain or pleasure
There is no distinction
You will see, someday
That pain is just one step away
Pain or pleasure
There is no distinction
Wish I could explain
That pleasure is equal to pain

I am over you
I keep telling myself
Couldn?t help,
They made you plead,
Made you bleed
I am sorry for what they did
Wasn?t me, god forbid
It hit me now, I?m just like them,
Or worse somehow

Now you?re gone?