الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Sometimes apathic and grey
Are the thoughts fulfilling my head
Misanthropia
A complex feeling
That as a whole
Keep me going on
As a whole it builds my way
And shows the darkness in me
When I stare
Into the emptiness
I kill the ideal
And parch the hope
Void of emotions and dreams
No room for love and faith
