Destiny کے بول

A never-ending tread, married to the dread, in spite of all the roads I've traveled Standing in the rain, circling the drain, imagining the threads unravel Apprehension toils, can't enjoy the spoils when my annihilation's calling Ascending from the rough may never be enough if all I dream about is falling When will I wake up No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny Satisfaction that I seek is always out of reach, a mystery I'll never know Burning at both ends just to make amends and I'm goin' up in smoke The higher that I fly, I never feel alive, the emptiness is overwhelming Ascending from the rough may never be enough if all I dream about is falling When will I wake up No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny When will I wake up No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold Will I ever be satisfied No matter how many mountains that I climb I always feel so cold Will I ever be satisfied with conquering my goal The pedestal is up so high that I can't even see And I am simply terrified that this could be my destiny