Testo di The Absentee

So much time wasted in things that ho no worth The hours disappear Am I running to or from the point of rebirth Don't know to hope or to fear And through the longest night I writhe.. Take this burden from me Let me step outside and feel Bury this burden for me Be no more the absenthee I had en bottled up in the distance of my mind A seemingly clean slate All those nameless graves I tried to left behind No chance to detour fate