He's like a wolf with bloodshot eyes
Searching for the place to lay down
In this, in this lonely place that
Houses the suffering and feeds the pain
Falling into silence
So afraid to live
Yet afraid to die
Searching for the light
Never believed
With his closed eyes
Body so insensitive
Creeping towards the
Edge of sanity
Depraved
From the core
Dreaming
Of the better place
Burning
Like the black flame
Dying
To ulterior cinder
Depraved
From the core
The hollows
Of my past
When soul starts to sink down
Towards the pool of forgotten spirits
When all the hope is lost, waiting for the relief...
Miks tää teeman väri on ruskee *ihra