I am the one, to which you’ll go
You are the one, from which I’ll run…
Fading to grey, the wanton pray
You’ll find shelter, I’ll find none
I’ll leave your pointless life undone
Breaking your days, my anguish stays
Fate of my laughter, the loss of your sight
Hating the vicious lies, I will revel insane
I see your face, I’ve seen your face
I turn and run, you’ll have no place
Time is the father, in my corrupt mind
Pain, echoes, in the silent sky…
Remember life now?