Tended High کے بول

Tended High The sun rejected me I was sad of this I felt the might of church Oblivious influence I was in ire I was denied I was in yearning It was impetous Completely broken I was razed to the ground Oh vehement my spirit Which way you rush Defenseless like dreamer I try to comprehend Am I exhausted Of this so much square thought Can't crawl with ignoramus I'm tended high Feel in ocean It open to me Breath, get wairds The scruples slept Nothing can deny Rainy solitude in my heart I still remember That moments mesmerized Which sudenly gone And turned the pain I will never rich this pitch Of emotions any more My spirit fall . . .