The Ludovic Method

Scarecrow (Arg)

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At last, I will pay for my crimes.
At last, they have something to look at,
A funny imprisonment…
At last, they finally got me!

6, 5, 5, 3, 2, 1…

Of my rage nothing is left right now,
I have been marked with fire…
Each time I hear old Ludwig Van,
I feel they are transforming,
Myself, into a critical machine…
Of my rage nothing is left right now,
I`m trapped in an endless void…

Oh mother, oh father,
I swore I`d never dare to let you,
Down… with my sunrise,
Never dare to let you,
Down

At last, my wrath is entering…
At last, I have no mean of what` s right,
A snake away from Eden…

My life passes in front of me,
This healing is washing out,
Everything I considered fine,
Is fading out with every drop…

Drugs, I` ll be back…

Right, I` m not that man
Who had free will to act,
Right, I` ve been away
I have, fire burning
Inside my flesh!
I` m like a beast right now,
I` ll put myself away.