It took a second, residues of guilt are still clear,
Hammering my soul.
And a knife can cut oceans of words,
But cannot cut all
my fears.
If only I had power, temper and strength,
Enough to stop this reel.
Every heart-beat of mine makes me think of the
ones,
Who died here for me.
It's hard to face iniquity.
Drama and sorrow,
Merging mind and soul,
Inside, a growth
of,
Belief and faith.
When every hope has come to die,
We've fall out the edge.
Another second, explosions were
back,
On the last place I set my defences,
A rain of fire, and my last desires mixing regrets,
And rage.
I had to destroy this
place by myself,
And now I'm waiting to perish.
With dishonour I'm losing this war,
"You won" my evil enemy.
It's hard to
face iniquity.
Drama and sorrow,
Merging mind and soul,
Inside, a growth of,
Belief and faith.
When every hope has
come to die,
We've fall out the edge.