The Path 歌词

The Path There's a shadow glittering In the light of day Beauty of words covers the frost within wisting in reality of your illusion Our imperfection penetrates From the smooth surface of sterility Stigmatized the passion screamin' Your nature is your fate Until you're dead Your passion is your hate Like eyes staring through the mist Still you feel, live like this Fame and shame, rise and fall Laugh or cry, fly or crawl The return of what really we are The path under the snow Covered by autumn leaves Eventually fatal trace will appear Stigmatized... The return... Like Eyes... Something stands together With your shadow forever.