2 acessos
Half-breed, we suffer occult forces
Combination of circumstances
I confess to my sin
Reaching deep within
I must have done something wrong
To be stuck in this chaos
Half angel, half demon
I drooled before this carpe diem
But I can’t make the most of it
As one we’re falling, we suffer occult forces
Walking on separate ways
But nothing prevents the fate
To reign in bliss or grief
While I am inhaled in this spiral
I wait to be ejected
I would die to leave you my place
As I’m waiting for better days
While I am taken in this spiral
I wish I would never reach the end
I won’t leave you my place
Cause I’m leaving my best days
And thus begin the fall
Beneath the whirlwind
There’s only a brutal truth
Weakness is constantly drying
An ocean of promises
And thus begin the fall
A blessing in disguise
Betraying all this patterns
Of rusted hope and ignorance
A cataclysmic fail
As far as I can see
All that remains is
A desert of delusion
Walking on separate ways
Our path will collide soon