Razorfever — Dark Tranquility

Born of laughter strangled by sin No remorse mistreat the soul again

No features the blur of things denies No retuen the cross to bear is my own

Just one sip and life returns Razorfever

The pollution of your narrow perception Read into the lines of men's work Degeneration: let the truth be known Numb the pain with the liquid of fire

Razorfever burns

Born a desperation's child admist the last descent Fierce as that of angel's wrath to lay the soul to rest

Just one sip Just one more Just one and so my world can be restored