Woorden: Alienacja. Blades Shall Speak. Undone.

Words like razors slice through my soul
Dementia runs, like stabbing knife 'forever true' - in hell will burn
I'm standing here, standing alone
It just begun, chaos arise
The fallen ones I have forgotten, again
Cut off, away, my wings are burnt

No more our gaze will cross this way
There's no need to watch your faked smile, just let it go, just let it die
Choke up those words I left undone
Ashes - what's left, four years alone
You'd never took this croos to bear
You'd never paid this price, this fear