Misery — текст песни (Vicious crusade)

Don`t ask me I`ll tell you no truth, locked the door of my mind,
Don`t call me I`m too deaf to hear and my feelings too blind,
Don`t plant the seeds of your love, now my soul is dead land,
I am gone on my ruins of past in the kingdom of sand.

CHORUS:
Desperate play with dying me
Passionate play of misery.

I`m the book with the pages torn out, I`m a woen out dress,
You will never slake your heart`s thirst in my sea of distress,
Never more the tune of my life will resound in the air,
Run away and leave me alone on my road of despair.

CHORUS.