1:
Grasp of desperation of life, impossible to choke
Veiling the mouth to hide the pain of existence
It’s my nature to be stood still in this world
And there’re too many pain of the others in this world
2:
Memories born from life of misery
Stream down to river of forgotten
Wishing to scroll back to past
Wishing to scroll back to past
Storming derision of beholders
Stirs my will into
3:
Obscured and blinded in insanity
Halting down my sensory in incoherence
Cannot against this flow
Cannot against this flow
Just it goes on
Just it goes on