My turn

There was a time
When i believed things could change
The word that you threw up
Were fruit of your range
You asked me the same over and
Over again
Your empty questions were made without hearing
Dominus, dominus
Dixit dominus

Now it's my turn to decide what expect
The right time to get rid of something old and weight
I don't want to spend my days to replay
I demand an hard truth than a sweet pretence

People my good manners are over, i've not diplomacy
I'm spitting poison from my body, i'm puryfing myself
You show me the same old story over and
Over again
Blood is not enough, are you understanding?
Dominus, dominus
Dixit dominus

Now it's my turn to decide what expect
The right time to get rid of something old and weight
I don't want to spend my days to replay
I demand an hard truth than a sweet pretence

Abyssus, abyssum invocat
Ad infinitum
Alea iacta est
Facta non verba
Dominus, dominus
Dixit dominus

Now it's my turn to decide what expect
The right time to get rid of something old and weight
I don't want to spend my days to replay
I demand an hard truth than a sweet pretence
Now it's my turn to decide what expect
The right time to get rid of something old and weight
I don't want to spend my days to replay
I demand an hard truth than a sweet pretence