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Wrong Sight
02:46
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If you think that time heals everything then follow your blind beliefs till you find redemption in your misery
years pass by, happiness came and went but I’m not able to find comfort in these memories
My heart still bleeds, bliss fades away
All hope is gone, for far too long
Time can’t heal wounds of past mistakes
Even my mind can’t cope this agony
Let the day come where I can see beauty
All I want to feel is a thin line of hope
I want to find contentment with what I have
Show me how to value my own life
Show me how to see the good in the bad
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Where Hope Expires
03:03
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since i'm infected by this disease, I fight a war between heart and mind
now i'm at this place where hope expires
if I could turn back time, I wouldn’t chose this way of harm
Prisoned heart, black and decayed, no place for love or hope, flooded with anguish
Hope is a weakness that glares our view on reality
The beauty in this world is fading, so I accept that I can’t handle it
Perfection seems impossible and feels so unlikely to reach
Prisoned heart, black and decayed, no place for love or hope, flooded with anguish
I will see you in hell
If heaven implies perfection, I’d rather spend my death in hell
This is where hope expires, this is where I lost my heart
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Feeble Heart
02:07
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I set my foundation ablaze to find a way out of my scattered mind;
my head is overflowing with unanswerable questions
As I see my memories burn, I feel the hands around my throat come undone
So I breathe the recent air, gasping for a new chapter
The intolerable weight became simple to carry, and the sight became clear and colorful
But with the first step I take the roots drag me down again
Choking down in dark old paradigms
Ruthless, harder, deadly
I put false hope in memories, that contentment will revive but my feeble heart will never be recovered
I am mute but screaming for salvation
Feeble heart, set me free
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In Vain
02:21
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Anxious and objected, this exasperation that looms my soul
Nescient about the spring of this agonizing displeasure
A blade that cuts the string through bliss without an executioner
As silence sets in the quest for mistakes begins
This is a cry for help, a repeating why, a search for reasons
They say if it rains it pours, so im searching for a shelter to save myself from the eternal rain
Waiting for a way out of this constant bath of feelings
Arbitrary grief leads to infinite doubts
As silence sets in the quest for mistakes begin
This is a cry for help, a repeating why, a search for reasons
When I lay down in gloom I ask myself if I can reinstate sanguinity despite the dubiety that afflicts me night by night
With every insecurity I succumb the reality cause I’ll never comprehend why the smallest agitation entails earthquakes
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Ascending
02:53
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This burden on my shoulders brings me to my knees, with every step I take, I get smaller on this road
I wish I could retrace the shadow to find light that brightens my road
All of my thoughts restrain me from moving onward cause its so easy to stagnate
I wish I could retrace the shadow to find light that brightens my road
Dreaming of being a bird that will rise above whatever is on his claws shows me an outlook
Flying towards the sun through all clouds with a box on its claws, ignoring the weight
Feeling free of burden, rising from my own hell
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