Текст песни SURVIVORIA - She Was Stolen In Deep Shadows

Cold nights, I walk alone,
No shelter, no place called home.
My hands are quick, my mind’s gone dark,
Each stolen breath leaves its mark.

The hunger claws beneath my skin,
I steal, I sin, I dive within.
No choice, no hope, no second chance,
I sell my soul in a deadly dance.

Blood-stained hands, I take what’s mine,
No regret, no wasted time.
I steal, I kill, just to survive,
A broken soul, barely alive.

The world’s a cage, I cannot flee,
I’m trapped in chains, but I must feed.
Blood-stained hands, a heart of stone,
I kill to live, I die alone.

The knife it cuts, the blood runs fast,
Another victim, the die is cast.
I take their gold, their fleeting life,
My only lover is the knife.

I see the blood beneath the moon,
A life once lost, a soul too soon.
The hunger grows, the fear won’t end,
In death, I find my only friend.

I walk in shadows, I hunt, I prey,
Each stolen life leads me astray.
Blood-stained hands, forever torn,
A killer (whore) born, a heart forlorn.