Testo di Sorrow

Tears are welling in our tired eyes As gears of life grind all hope to dust Our feelings have grown so hollow With every day bringing more pain to swallow Can't stop to bury friends Death, wants to hold our hands With bleeding wrists of no hope for tomorrow Freezing cold of this great sorrow Rotting flesh of days passing us by And memories of when we were young (covered in dust) Outside our minds a rusted horizon, but we never look in its eyes All sleeples nights when we think of days that we need to survive All things we want to say but we keep, keep to ourselves