Paroles de Lament

A world turning In opposite direction Bells toll of my lament Skies not blue Rain on the path I wander Empty and alone Never looking up Mo not sad - just hollow Each breath gone Expelling life from myself Closer to ash Speak to me of beauty - maneuver with grace Enter my thoughts with light - maneuver with grace Waking from nightmares A life of repeat We continue on Straight to the end And all i need - is what i need - to breath of my soul