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letra de nights of serenity iii - synakill

red eyes, i’m so high, but that’s just how i ride
with a b-tch in the whip, she know it’s ride or die
suicide by the nine that keep on my side
always keep that heat, but i still be cool as ice
with my wrists sliced, crucified
who am i? am i dead or alive? condemned or devine?
is the sin a gift or a vice, why am i always feeling dead inside
why is it always f-ck my life? is there a reason that i need to try? or should i let go and let it all p-ss me by?
vision faded, for a moment it’s painless
i can’t quite explain it, it’s a minute of bliss
in this second i feel infinite, like everything is in my grip
like my mind is actually a gift
not just a painful curse i live with, rotten
bruised and beaten by addictions
painful afflition i can’t medicate with prescriptions
finding a night of serenity has been my mission
a night of peace from all of these whispers
suicidal succubus wants all that i can give her
her hunger only satisfied as i wither
burning from my sins, my skin starts to blister
my hearts so cold now, i guess i left it outside in a blizzard

chorus:
i just seek to find a night of serenity
all of these enemies always preventing me
seeking supremecy over what ever has entered me
breathlessly, mentally chasing these nights of serenity

maybe, it’ll take the death of me, maybe you can’t cure me
falling apart like lepercy, whatever it may be
whatever, let me sleep, let me get the drugs in me
to let me close my eyes in peace. my night of serenity
given to me chemically, while my wrists bleed
and i’m too high to dream. too high to scream
gonna take more than just smoking tree
for me to achieve the state of mind i seek
get lit, get geeked, so far gone i might forget to breathe
this sh-t isn’t a party, it’s a call for help
it’s the only way i know how to escape this h-ll
traded my soul, traded my health
traded my friends, and my family as well
was it all worth it? of course not
do i deserve this? i deserve to rot
no one is perfect, but christ i f-ck up a lot
right from that first hit, i opened pandora’s box

chorus:
i just seek to find a night of serenity
all of these enemies always preventing me
seeking supremecy over what ever has entered me
breathlessly, mentally chasing these nights of serenity

- synakill

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