Claws of Laughter Dead - At the Gates

Ride the wind

My aggressions mirrored themselves in her eyes

As the blade was ripping up her insides

Her eyes

Stabbing and stabbing

My love fell dead to the floor

Together with sheds of my sanity

Dead in the abscence of agony

Shes still here with me As hell turns to ice

Her dead eyes staring deep into my soul

Into the carved out hole

Sweeping forth, the wind without no name

My mind is raped by insanity

Now her blood flows in my veins

Her heart beats in my chest

Her voice screaqms within my mind

The wind without no name

Ride the wind

Now time itself touches my soul

Its ice cold breeath in my ear

Oh, «god"Im sorry, I lost control

I slayed love disguised as fear

The fire still burns within my soul

No wind to put it out

Now time itself touches my soul

Its ice cold breeath in my ear

Oh, «god"Im sorry, I lost control

I slayed love disguised as fear