Sentence

Pure silence turned out to be the voice of this lonesome drifter
Elusive thoughts that wander through the corners of my mind
I deny the mortal flaw bleeding deep within me
A punishment well deserved, the torment that became my sentence

Our nights may be endless if at dawn
There are no dreams left to conquer
There is no horizon in the darkness
In the dark…

Isolated from the real world, disappearing into my reality
A thousand caverns of the mind collapsing over me

Our nights may be endless if at dawn
There are no dreams left to conquer
There is no horizon in the darkness

In the immensity of the horror conceived
Death patiently waits for my time to come
Neomenias bring the eternal hours
Of uncertainty at the end of my days

I tried to value the freedom of the wind and its eternity
In your eyes my future was fair, I opened my wings
Flown into delirium, did away with peace
And torn my life apart