Is this my creation? These are the ashes of what I’ve burned
Bright light blinding this eyes, cry The scorching heat of fire The never ending shape of hesitancy Sinking present a storm of obliterating memories
The same eyes Forever haunting this soul and I Running, hiding, from the world I once walked trough Without the thick shell of time Falling, crawling, and waiting for her ghost.
Distance, seems so unreal now The journey becoming A maze of intricate thoughts An abstract room Where I dwell
This is it This mere instant A collection of damaged memories The abyss where I fall Just an incomplete tale Missing words in a fading frame The ashes of what I’ve burned
The unconscious oblivion machinery Working tight, don’t look back Like an army marching Straight ahead
The same eyes Forever haunting this soul and I Running, hiding, from the world I once walked trough Without the thick shell of time Falling, crawling, waiting for her ghost.
This is it This mere instant A collection of damaged memories The abyss where I fall Just an incomplete tale Missing words in a fading frame The ashes of what I’ve burnedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
