| Maybe I should cry, maybe I should deny
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| My tired face looking so grim
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| A jarful of thoughts is waiting under the sheets
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| Another sleepless night
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| I don’t feel ashamed, I feel no guilt
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| I need to stay alive
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| Since there is no time, since the sands still flow
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| I will be there
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| The blackest of my hearts, the sweetest of my words
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| Am I strong enough?
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| I’ll never forget, everything lives
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| Until my flesh will be no more
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| A sense of deep frustration tinges with black my heart
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| I cannot cry I want to die
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| A grandeur manifestation of a wrong self-addiction
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| There’s no end to ease this pain
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| Lost in those eyes, stolen by that scent
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| Digging down my skin
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| Shivers that cut like sharpened knives
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| My wounds, will they ever heal?
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| This story is a black spiral without an end
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| Carry me follow me deep into this hell
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| Take my hand know and everyday of a life that won’t exist
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| Are we gonna meet again someday? |
| So many years from now
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| When I’m asking you is more than everything, no more compromises |