Из альбома: Altered State of Consciousness
Still cold air
No motion
No pain
Frail sense we are longing
Pale sound, be my breath
Lone souls, we behold
Where you’ll go Where we’re gone
I can’t see anymore
Where we’re gone
I can’t feel anymore
Afraid to suffer
I can’t be Afraid to slumber
I can’t leave
There forever
I can’t be the same since I’m gone
Since I’m dead