Ashlands کے بول

I belong nowhere and to no one but this Come to me, my cold escape, my everlasting A work towards a past so near Where ties are torn and time is the enemy I've torn off the heads of clinging ailments I've forced away all signs of illness I build the ruins of your tomorrow Icon of stone in the face of agony Sorrow's source follows a scent of misery Angst cloud's cut sweeps down and plows my path At last the tides have come Release the mighty floods Let them all wash over me See beyond my sins through their eyes Let them be drawn and undone Heckled, ridiculed, detested, abused Cursed, isolated, tormented, possessed Before's embodied and now is dead At my side it always stands The key companion for one vicinity Truth's vision is always too clear Chained, sentenced, punished, banished Released, consumed, enlightened, crowned Without heart, without soul, we walk Road of ash is paved for me forever For forever is mine and mine to travel