| The Doubt |
|---|
| Staring bearing |
| The load of past days |
| Waiting trailing |
| Much too many ways |
| Hiding providing |
| The next you had to brave |
| Fading and hating |
| The robe the past you gave |
| Come leave the sea |
| Of burden you trail |
| Come leave the sea |
| And raise from the vale |
| Come leave the sea |
| And stand upright |
| To see your sea |
| From a distant sight |
| Despising arising |
| The fate would like to turn |
| Blessing confessing |
| The safe you prefer |
| Wounded and bounded |
| There’s still the hope to flee |
| The craving for changing |
| Is yielded by apathy |
| Every trial |
| Remain a scar |
| Of hate and sorrow |
| On your memories |
| Like million nails stung |
| The past in your vein |
| And then you start |
| Your proof again |
