Disorder, insomnia, Haunting like a raven and then You'll lament what you had. When the blind man who guides me sees again And the footsteps behind me fades
Sigh in the middle of the storm Removal of a time that's hiding Under the frost of this indefinite winter Intoxicate with his own breath is waiting The
There are no ways with no faith in me Waiting the sun to go down No more secrets to reveal hidden inside All the shadows faded in the dark Now I see
faith No one to blame Covering the shade inside Am I heading to a senseless Decay of sympathy? Am I heading to the point where My trust remains inside? Lust for darkness
I belong to this memory, With your sick past laughing at me All my hopes fade for what I've done Leaving my old self behind Am I hiding behind the trees