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Nocturnal Rites - Strong Enough Nocturnal Rites - Strong Enough |
| One bad seed in this filty gravel
One bad turn on this crocked road
Took me here, to this path I travel
Made me pay for what I owed
One black cloud on my silver lining
One bad turn that I can’t through
Someone else when I look in the mirror
Someone new in the tainted glass
No, I can’t stand it
Here I go, all alone
It’s time I made it on my own
They tried to make me, tried to brake me
But I’m strong enough
Tried to mold, shape and make me
On my back, like a bad tattoo
Here I am, still torn and ragged
Half a man, that’ll have to do |
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