3 acessos
Memories running through my hands
I let them go so they can die forever
The lines begin to blur and fade forever
I turn the page, it's empty
Father! Oh father!
Holy father!
You lied...
Life and you have tried to find
A way to coalesce
Try hard because you'll never find
Your liberty in death
Where are the colours in my past
They fade to grey, blackout, and leave forever
Let's build a church on sand and lie forever
We'll never get a second chance
Life and you have always tried to find
A way to coexist
Try hard because one day you'll find
Your liberty in bliss
Life and you have tried to find
A way to coalesce
Try hard because you'll never find
Your liberty in death