Paroles de Perdition

From now Walkin’ down the street of blinds No voice Sounds in the ears if times A town Breaks the laws of fate A pain A lake of naïve mistake As death borns from a flower Souls arise in a sea of perdition And a crow looks at the passage Of a breath has lost its perception A black Waterfall in the sky No hope To feel in a dark so dry An instant Makes a wound as a dream Unheard pain A lake where to bleed As death born from a flower Souls arise in a sea of perdition The thought becomes a thorn Waitin’ for a meaning born The silence in a storm Waitin’ for a raising soul Waitin’ for an opened soul