I realized that there was no dream at all
I am fading now before your promises
It is so painful how the rain just burns
Vanishing our tears in a roofless room
Cold, blind heart
No feelings
Weaving yarns
Of disease
I walked around the pale path
To figure out myself
I stared at the glass that day
A scream into the silence
A blinded way to see
A discourage of my own faith
Where the river reaches my emptiness
And the water drowns me without scope
My anger gushes but my pain remains
A sorrow as a result of your hope
Cold, blind heart
No feelings
Weaving yarns
Of disease
I walked around the pale path
To figure out myself
I stared at the glass that day
A scream into the silence
A blinded way to see
A discourage of my own faith