Woorden: Officium Triste. Reason. This Inner Twist.

All dreams and hopes are lost!
Everything shatters!
I'ed rather leave it all be
And move on to something better
'Cause it sickens me!
It's all so unreal!
Twisting inside of me
Will be better
What am I to expect?
Fierce of fire
Of life
Is this her decision?
To regret
This inner twist
Messing with, my head

All dreams and hopes are lost!
Everything shatters!

Will be better
What am I to expect?
Fierce of fire

[Instrumental]

[Clean voice]

This inner twist
Is getting worst
Is there a reason to exist
Or am I cursed?

This Inner Twist!
Is Getting worst!
Is there a reason to exist!?
Or am I cursed!?

This Inner Twist!
Is Getting worst!
Is there a reason to exist!?
Or am I cursed!?

All this questions
In my mind

No one can answer!
No more smiles

No-one matters
As I sink

Into the deepths
Of eternal misery