Testo di A Pattern In The Clay

A Pattern In The Clay My memories, so vivid but still, The broken trust, separates And scars, inside me Deep, channels, of anger And I, retrieve, from Dark impulses, all wrapped In, a code of honor and, With this, I stay and breathe. With this, I stay and breathe Bitter-sweet, the pain I taste Caused by, lethargic feelings Accommodate the mind and soul For better dreams, of future Skies, red with flesh and To betray a soul of white Purity of blood but sins, Stay long, in the petrified Hart, of voluntary acts Misery rotting below the, Fragile, molded from clay, Face of the innocent one. Along with my dreams, I Relinquish my hopes and Pray, for the new to come Rescued from�the pain! Pain! Pain! Pain!