Testo di The River

Staring to these white walls and waiting for them to vanish Feeling of cold grows stronger and sight is blurring in these tired eyes No questions remain anymore as they're all wiped away Only this moment where time stands still reaching its limits Stillness awaits while touching the calmness merged with pain that soon will cease to be with my shattered conscioussness River is flowing down in constant movement, further down Slow aching movement and last shadows of horror appear to this gruesome sight Too weak to move anymore lying still awaiting the darkness to come Sight is growing dim and white turns to black drifting away, away Can't turn back the time, it's claws mangle what's left of me No letters, no empty words...