Creating Our Sins

Текст песни SALEM - Creating Our Sins <br/> Sitting Beside The MirrorLooking At The Face He&#039;s Always KnownAll He Sees Is A Shadow Of HimselfAn Image Covered In ScarsPain, Suffering, All He&#039;s Ever HadPain, Suffering, All He&#039;ll Ever Know( )<br />He Was The Object Of His Parent&#039;s FightingTheir Aggressions Always Turned To HimHe Had No Outlet To His FeelingsAnd So He Turned To His Inner SelfThe Pain Got Stronger Every DayUntil There Was No Way To Stop ItThe Natural Way Of ConformityIs To Mold Each Child To Society&#039;s NeedsBut This System Can&#039;t Fit EveryoneEach Individual Will Always Be DifferentReality Is Morbidity