Epica - Mother Of Light
    It always put me on the edge
    To think of all the spoilt lives
    Today Im one step further
    Not sure if Ive survived myself
    Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction
    Whatever happens in my dreams
    And I know it cant be worse than this
    So I prefer to sleep
    I am searching without vision
    For the answers in the dirt
    I am waiting just for nothing
    For the day that Ill be heard
    Youre the sea in which Im floating
    And I lose myself in you
    I am feeling these sensations
    I communicate with you
    I am looking without vision
    For a different kind of way
    I am thinking just for nothing
    About that specific day
    Youre the night so youre the dark side
    Of the day youll never see
    Youre the past but everlasting
    Can you share one day with me?
    Youre the hand that I rejected
    But I cant forgive myself
    I am selfish and not worthy
    To think of, even to die for
    Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction
    Whatever happens in my dreams
    I know it cant be worse than this
    So I prefer to sleep
    Tomorrow, dont know where Ill be
    I need some place to go now
    So do you know the way I feel
    Or shall I give up my belief?
    Youre the lock Ive never opened
    Cause I threw away the key
    Im enclosed within my own thoughts
    That will never set me free
    Youre the hand that I rejected
    But I cant forgive myself
    I am selfish and not worthy
    To think of, even to die for
    Youre the question to the answer
    And without therell never be
    Any thought in this direction
    Youve created this in me
    Youre the hand that I rejected
    But I cant forgive myself
    I am selfish and not worthy
    To think of, even to die for
    Serenity is taking over all I am, it gives me peace
    And all I see are visions of my destiny
    Why should I bleed and pay for others greed?
    We consciously sign our own sentence of death
    How can you go on, did you forget
    What we have learnt from the past?
    We cant go on killing ourselves
    And with us all the rest
    Why cant you see, dont you regret?
    Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction
    Whatever happens in my dreams
    And I know it cant be worse than this
    So I prefer to sleep
    I am alone with all my thoughts
    Alone without a hope and
    I lost the thing I needed most
    I feel I cant survive this fall






 
 
 
 
 
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