Ash
Love with cruel hatred
they are like separate twins
so empty and as hungry
as the endless abyss of sin
I'm going through the last station
and I bless the gut-less drive
it's like an old superstition
which pursues me all the life
You are just an eyewitness of a sudden clash
a dazzling glow will change you into ash
I'm coming back to the world
from where flames flowers grow
are you able to stay hurt
and despise pure sorrow ?
You are just an eyewitness of a sudden clash
a dazzling glow will change you into ash
I wish to know
the password of the tired vault
inconspicously and without the words
I've sold out my soul to nothingness
I wish to know
the password of the tired vault
inconspicously and without the words
I've sold out my soul ...
I wish to know
the password of the tired vault
inconspicously and without the words
I've sold up my soul to nothingness
