Songtext von Bereaved In Denial

Walking the streets of nowhere A stroll in the dark alone Unwilling to be seen Unlikely to be known If making the problem visible Then urging for a solution What's dwelled in the dark Might not be meant to see Those eyes - watching, disturbing Demise - of one's free will Disguised - crawling, searching Whats not seen, can't exist Bereaved in denial A chosen path of existence Is it, or is it not? A grudging admission A reminiscence so distant If making the problem visible Then urging for a solution Whats dwelled in the dark Might not be meant to see Those eyes - watching, disturbing Demise - of one's free will Disguised - crawling, searching Whats not seen, can't exist Bereaved in denial Slating the needs of man Craving for so much less Inner peace and the sweet relief Is laying close at hand If making the problem visible Then urging for a solution What's dwelled in the dark Might not be meant to see Those eyes - watching, disturbing Demise - of one's free will Disguised - crawling, searching Whats not seen, can't exist Bereaved in denial