Tabula Rasa کے بول

The journey keeps the sun by the shadows overgrown Invincible infernal fragments of shroud We'd demand and we'd soar I will die with an aimless suffer I'm possessed in legions of despair Through the mystic fillings of a tired womb The new subsistence lies Buried when the time of helpless pleasures withered in cries Mutilate it from the deep I can't taste loss of trust I'm not shown... Our mist is trampling... The journey keeps sin by the shadows overgrown Inherited from the past desires We'd demand and we'd soar I will die with an aimless suffer I'm possessed in legions of despair On my own Now i see... The earth is blind for me... To see your scorn...