Dol Ammad

Descent
Is this the way it should be? I see my mother's hand A scream... I must remove this memory A voice, a heartbeat Eyes closed Finally I understand I let the icy water burn my eyes I accept the water's raw caress And I drift into a new existence We have been expecting you Traveller of the deep This voyage has ended A new one lies ahead Rest now, don't despair The ocean protects you From Letras Mania