Every night I can see the sands of time running through my hands, yet every
time it seems that something gives me another
chance. All the times I've
tried to die, no years no words can ever tell. I want to leave but I'm
doomed to live in this
hell.
Sometimes I try to live. It feels like I'm made eternally to be.
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. Carry me to a
place where I can...(die)
Every night I can see the reflections before my eyes, and every time I must
see my precious ones die.
Over and over again the cycle is never ending.
Over and over again I hope for the veil of death over me to descend.
I was born
to be a creation of death. Again and again I must take my own
life away.
Sometimes I try to live... I wish it would end. Again
I have failed.
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. Carry me to a place where I can...(die)
Again I shed my life out from my
veins.
