The Chosen Pessimist

Da terror de cómo a veces las letras de canciones se parecen a la realidad que uno padece.

Tell me which side I'm on,
Approaching constant failure..
Tell me which side I'm on,
Who's friend or foe?
Approaching constant failure...

Between love and hate
Which path to follow?
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come faith, I'm dying... Slowly

In many ways I'm the burden that divides us from the light,
In many ways you're the halo that keeps my spirit alive.
Temptation,
Play the good or evil part,
With me, you evoke the dark,
Erase the free will...
...Watch me heal


Tell me which side I'm on,
Approaching constant failure..

Between love and hate
Which path to follow?
How can I keep balance in this race?
Come faith, I'm dying...

Amused by the trials and tribulations,
If I survive I fly from here,
But as The Chosen Pessimist
I carve my name in stone
I... carve my name in stone

[Amused by the trials and tribulations]
[If I survive I fly from here]
How can I keep balance in this race?
[But as the chosen pessimist]
Come faith, I'm dying...

Si la fe no toca a mi puerta, daré todo por perdido.