Testo di Nero

Flashes through the mist. We barely stumble onwards to find the trail of what does not exist. They won't ever hear the pleas for help we never voice. And these branches tear - into our minds they tear and tear and tear. Breathless we fall as bones shatter. Lay mute and await the vultures call. Eternal eclipse or a bright spark. The revolution has come to a halt. Everything is fading. Everyone's at fault. Life as an abstract. To slowly fade. Split-second contact. Serenade. Interpret the static. Scrape the tar from the shell. Melodramatic. Farewell. Open up your eyes. I'll carry you, I swear. Endure and arise. It is still too early to despair