| Every night I can see the sands of time running through my hands
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| Yet every time it seems that they give me another chance
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| All the times I''ve tried to die, no years no words can ever tell
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| I want to leave but I''m doomed to live in this hell
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| Sometimes I try to live. |
| It feels like I''m made eternally to be
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| Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. |
| Carry me to a place where I can…(di)
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| Every night I see the reflctions before my eyes
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| And every time I must see my precious ones die
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| Over and over again the cycle is never ending
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| Over and over again I hope for the veil of death over me to descend
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| I was born to be a creation of death
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| Again and again I must take my own life away
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| Sometimes I have tried to live… I wish it would end. |
| Again I have failed
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| Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. |
| Carry me to a place where I can…(die)
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| Again I shed my life out from my veins |