ALBUM REVIEW: Spirit Breaker – Cura Nata
Color me immortal. Color me, color me.
Color me immortal. Color me, color me.
Empty, full of spite, let impulse decide.
I’ll be the soul you consumed; you’ll be the salt in my wounds.
Your silhouette’s all around, it lives inside my head.
Everybody needs someone until they get enough.
Stitched back together it seems, by the evil bride of his dreams.
Is this the hell that I have to pay?
It’s been a long time coming, and I know it.
Do you wanna feel what I felt?