Structure Divine - Soilwork

Cause I can’t find pleasure anywhere, this life is strangling

Me if I would turn myself inside out

Would I find peace of Mind

Would I find peace of mind?

And when the silence remains

And all the fields stays the same

It isn’t different from the power that it holds

Now, where is the pain?

As I gaze between my desires

There’s a shadow and a bleeder every once in a while

Can’t you see my eyes they’re trembling

Beware the millions of sense

Locked in this rusty cage, a fanatic rage

This time I will stand still

And no blood will be spilled

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Back to normal a feast on the moral, served on a silver plate

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Back to normal a feast on the moral, served on a silver plate

And when the silence remains

And all the fields stays the same

It isn’t different from the power that it holds

Now, where is the pain?

A big hail to my sadistic pleasures

They saved my soul for a special price

As I begin to fade, the creature cries

So I’m heading for another one

That will watch me raise my bloodstained banner

No questions asked, no question asked

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Back to normal a feast on the moral, served on a silver plate

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Yeah, I think I’m losing it

Back to normal a feast on the moral, served on a silver plate

A competition that will last until the silent one will speak

So this is it, is this the century sun?

Mother of destruction, please let me be the one to know

Father of my pure aggression, don’t cut the way where I will go