| Seeing no more goodness at all, it’s only hatred I find
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| I don’t want to be the bereaved of a forgotten world
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| And I don’t want to lay me down to fall in endless sleep
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| I’m drying all my tears; |
| I try to wipe away my sorrows and grief
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| Right now I’m walking to the land where I find the words that I can receive
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| To a place where I can give and understand and forgive and forget
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| But I’m walking to nowhere, 'cos a place like that doesn’t exist
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| Tell me why do I pray to the lord?
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| There is no beauty and passion in this world;
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| Why do I love you, why do I believe
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| Why can’t I go or slowly disappear?
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| Now I reached the point where I say I don’t care anymore
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| I’m sure I’ll never find all the things I was looking for
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| To hell with your promises, it’s a lie
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| I am waiting for the end I’ll get wings and then I’ll fly…
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| Tell me why do I pray to the lord?
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| There is no beauty and passion in this world;
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| Why do I love you, why do I believe
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| Why can’t I go or slowly disappear?
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| The all my words are meaningless
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| Why do I ever believe
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| Why can’t I go or slowly disappear?
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| Why I pray?
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| There is no beauty and passion in this world;
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| Why do I love you, why?
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| Why can’t I go or slowly disappear?
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| Tell me, why?
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| Tell me, why? |