I...
Looked into the eyes of silence,
Winds of worries are endlessly blowing.
Deception is the only choice,
crippled by the dawn as the earth spins,
Solitary thoughts, telling me not to give in,
I'd rather not to see the sun again
Freezing with these retentions.
If I had my way, I'll ride through the dark again,
If I had a chance, I'll reach for the lies.
The knife that cuts me, left a bloody man dying
Will be altered into a feather from an angels back.
Shameless face I will wear,
Eyes to be blinded,
For this man will still believe to be loved,
and get killed once agian.
The core says go on.
The Crown shouts: "not anymore!"
