The Seventh Gate (The 7th Gate) Lyrics
"Mine Will Rise"

turning the strings of my mind

undistinguished knot of hate

stolen knot of fear of waste

dew on the furthest limits

lividity of hatred against you

rubbing raw against your game

plays of dreams and circus schemes

cuts and bruises line her face

the stained dress soaked in warm piss

diseased

the circus queen

abortion of your dreams

diseased

the circus queen

abortion of your dreams

i slit my wrists for solace

drop by drop

i'm creating my silence

smile fill of rotten teeth

glimmer in the moonlight

drink from this pool of hate

seal your fate

i slit my wrists for solace

drop by drop

i'm creating my silence

i slit my wrists for solace

drop by drop

i'm creating my silence

mine will rise

delusions and fantasies

all come screaming to a halt

caught up in the board game of life and death

equilibrium lost

far from within

i died and left a trail of madness behind

demented bliss

inebriation

rise