the mourning sets the start
of a change
the way of vice
unhealthy all the time
nothing is changing
inside of me...
fast! the time has come
mischievous
let all mankind
gets by on its own!
fast! the end
is (just) suffocating the words!
now feel my ill in sorrow
now heals my tears of sorrow x2
into the air
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes I wish to die
forever...
a slow sense of a lie
sets the frame of
a boring and unuseful life
the wisper of the tide
nothing changes
the world has collapsed
now feel my ill in sorrow
now heals my tears of sorrow
why do you want to react?
all is full of deceit!
wait your mourn
lose the rest of your remembrance
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes i wish to die
forever...
why do you want to react?
all is full of deceit!
wait your mourn
lose the rest of your remembrance
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes i wish to die
forever...
time has become mischievous
let all mankind
gets by on its own!
fast! the end
is (just) suffocating the words!
a slow sense of a lie
sets the frame of...
a boring and unuseful life
the wisper of the tide
nothing changes
the world has collapsed!
of a change
the way of vice
unhealthy all the time
nothing is changing
inside of me...
fast! the time has come
mischievous
let all mankind
gets by on its own!
fast! the end
is (just) suffocating the words!
now feel my ill in sorrow
now heals my tears of sorrow x2
into the air
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes I wish to die
forever...
a slow sense of a lie
sets the frame of
a boring and unuseful life
the wisper of the tide
nothing changes
the world has collapsed
now feel my ill in sorrow
now heals my tears of sorrow
why do you want to react?
all is full of deceit!
wait your mourn
lose the rest of your remembrance
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes i wish to die
forever...
why do you want to react?
all is full of deceit!
wait your mourn
lose the rest of your remembrance
sometimes I could fly
away from you
sometimes i wish to die
forever...
time has become mischievous
let all mankind
gets by on its own!
fast! the end
is (just) suffocating the words!
a slow sense of a lie
sets the frame of...
a boring and unuseful life
the wisper of the tide
nothing changes
the world has collapsed!