Suffer The Pain Songtext
von Fall of Carthage

Tap the sin,
Hold the sentiment,
Burning the disarray.
Cut the stem
Before teen turns to man.
Cunjure up a hurricane.

You strangle those you breathe the life into.
No matter the cost nor the size.

Coexistance, the impossible dream yet i can′t drop the thought.

Soften the pain, bitch.
Hey, what's up will you suffer the pain, bitch.
Will you soften or suffer the pain, bitch.
Will you soften or suffer the pain for me.
Step the fuck out my face.


Soften the pain, whore.
Will you suffer or soften the pain, whore.
Will you suffer or soften the pain, whore.
Will you suffer or soften the pain, the pain.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8,...9.

Distance within,
Old and withering.
Burnt into disarray.
Unfocussing.
Time to choose your fate.
The minor or the sovereign.

Get out, get outta my...
Step back, step outta my...
The pain.

Suffer the pain.
Soften, will you suffer the pain for me.
Soften, soften.
Will you soften the pain, the pain.
Soften the pain.