Twisting the images Watching them grow Into what they are not Forget we forgot as they fed on what's real
The path I fell onto Of tears wades through Await the demise In sorry disguise from the things that I feel
Time does not exist The days as thin as mist Deep within my eyes There is a heart that died long ago
What is it going to take to get through to you? To open your fear-blinded eyes? Because there was this fear that would tear at me That by our own hands we would fall
These clouds can pass no light Just silhouettes of tired life Sorrow begging, why?, for answers miles and miles from the truth
Endurance and patience lost From fighting this holocaust Destroying within and eating its way from the core
Time does not exist These days are meaningless Deep within my eyes There is a heart that died long ago
What is it going to take to get through to you? To open your fear-blinded eyes? Because there was this fear that would tear at me That by our own hands we would fall
*Forgive this heart Long stagnant with its blood For it is here, within my suffering That these, the altars of the soul have creaked Suffering Hour... Suffering Hour... Suffering Hour... My darkest hour is now
What is it going to take to get through to you? To open your fear-blinded eyes? Because there was this fear that would tear at me That by our own hands we would fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
