Texty: Pilate. Into Your Hideout.

I've made it, my dear, face it
I still kiss the darkness
What I've wasted, I still taste it
I'm sickened and hardened

I'm gonna tear
I'm gonna tear your walls down
I'm gonna tear
I'm gonna tear your walls down

I stole into your hideout

I walked with you, I talked with you
I still can help thinking
Your drugs bleeding, so sweet yet fleeting
My memories are sinking

I?m gonna tear
I'm gonna tear your walls down
I'm gonna tear
I'm gonna tear your walls down

I stole into your hideout
And it's cold there now

And everything outside the truth
There?s nothing more to cut it loose
I've left the path
The road just disappeared

Gray shadows and white meadows
A bitter snow is falling
My legs fail me, the ground hails me
Distant lights are calling

Into your hideout
Into your hideout, dear
Tearing my heart out now

And you say
And I say
I stole into your hideout