In withered worlds I roam
A colorful world of light
So beautiful yet so fleeting, the dream numbs the pain
But even here I find no peace
A thousand stitches of delicate needles pierce my
heart, frozen in ice
Crystal clear, equal to a river in the mountains
My tears flow,
Gray... is the memory of peace. ..
It's draining my mind
To see how my eyes run into nothing
Memories from days gone by
Flooding through my mind
My soul is wilting
In loneliness
Aimlessly I search for the path that will free me
The day begins in darkness
No light penetrates the veil of my existence
Even in the far distance I see nothing but blackness
Like a rose that slowly withers
My life begins to fall apart from birth
I was robbed of every color
Only ashen memories
Keep me going Life
Withered....is my soul
In loneliness
I aimlessly search for the path that will free me
Will I ever find it?

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN