Текст песни
Happiness is a fallacy, what was taken for granted now seems so precious
A passage into forlorn, happiness is a fallacy
evanescent hands caress my neck to suffocate the pride that s left inside
the calendar has been stripped of all its pages
The blood of a martyr runs through my veins, calmness only brings back memories
struggle to pick up the scattered pieces
The blood of a martyr runs through my veins, a passage into forlorn Bridges, i try to walk a straight line
What was taken for granted now seems so precious, the blood of a martyr runs through my veins, its rusted gears silently watched the months pass by
Hope is a withered flower that never dies, i wish for better days
evanescent hands caress my neck to suffocate the pride that s left inside
Hardship follows my footsteps, calmness only brings back memories Icon, calmness only brings back memories
A passage into forlorn, my watch no longer tells time
its rusted gears silently watched the months pass by
I wish for better days, calmness only brings back memories, i look back and remember when a smile was as priceless as the sun
The calendar has been stripped of all its pages, what was taken for granted now seems so precious
Looking through a stained window, i try to walk a straight line, its rusted gears silently watched the months pass by
desperate thoughts cloud my conscience
Struggle to pick up the scattered pieces, what was taken for granted now seems so precious
On ne r colte pas toujours ce que l on s me, the blood of a martyr runs through my veins, calmness only brings back memories
I look back and remember when a smile was as priceless as the sun, i wish for better days, evanescent hands caress my neck to suffocate the pride that s left inside
Hardship follows my footsteps, the calendar has been stripped of all its pages Icon, on ne r colte pas toujours ce que l on s me
desperate thoughts cloud my conscience
what was taken for granted now seems so precious
hope is a withered flower that never dies
Desperate thoughts cloud my conscience, calmness only brings back memories
I try to walk a straight line, what was taken for granted now seems so precious, hardship follows my footsteps
Its rusted gears silently watched the months pass by, my path slowly ends as bridges burn
yesterday s promise of brighter colors has been tarnished by shades of deception
Calmness only brings back memories, the blood of a martyr runs through my veins
Desperate thoughts cloud my conscience, looking through a stained window
Looking through a stained window, happiness is a fallacy, struggle to pick up the scattered pieces
Yesterday s promise of brighter colors has been tarnished by shades of deception, the blood of a martyr runs through my veins