Forgive My Death For Embracing Past

Forgive My Death For Embracing Past

More cold stones that I'm seeing
turning into sand
Make the dust, in front of my eyes, go away and die

The hatred is my sorrow
I prepared a requiem, for tomorrow

They say traitor
For leaving them behind
I'm no hatred
I'm no hatred!

Growing two eyes in the back of my skull
so I can see the rain again
That I left by tears soaked in dew
searching for a dry place to stand

Each day I spend for traveling years,
hoping I will find
A key to the future and my new dreams
But my guardian is blind

I am hopeless
Or so I was
Can I change?
Can I change tomorrow?

Growing two eyes in the back of my skull
so I can see the rain again
That I left by tears soaked in dew
searching for a dry place to stand

Each day I spend for traveling years,
hoping I will find
A key to the future and my new dreams
But my guardian is blind

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