Angra - The Bottom of My Soul

This anxiety Drills a hole within my soul How did I get here? In the ruins of my own Oh, I guess I'll never know Stabbing agony Cutting words off from my throat I've been falling so deep In the bottom of my soul? I've been drowning here In the waters of my pain How could I crawl so low To the bottom of my soul Evil scenery Quiet needles thrust my eyes And there's nothing I can do Deep inside it hurts The blood is bitter in my mouth While I'm sinking down in the mud Stabbing agony Cutting words off from my throat I've been falling so deep In the bottom of my soul? I've been drowning here In the waters of my pain How could I crawl so low To the bottom of my soul I'm down in the mud At the bottom of my soul Stabbing agony Cutting words off from my throat I've been falling so deep In the bottom of my soul? I've been drowning here In the ocean of my hurt Where have I lost my wings To the bottom of my soul This anxiety In the ruins of my own...