Impressions Of A Suffering Ego

Impressions of a suffering ego

Bonded by this torture
Forced to be a traitor
Your side once was my home
But now i've killed the poison

Now i've killed the poison

Something in me whispered
And now it screams
Why? Why do people leave?

Something in me whispered
And now it screams
Why? Why do people change?

The hunting season is open
I swear that i'll catch
An honest and true friend
The hunting season's open
I hope that i will find...
An honest and true friend