Tides Of Virtue
Emperors
On the eve of the eternal restI shall blow away the clouds.Dreaming foreshadows, the deliriumThrough the forests of oldThe wind through the trees whispers:'And so you fade away...'Recollecting the past, has never been so hard,But one can constitute meaning,From the blur, I profoundly suffer My future in a state of uncertainty Tomorrow bears the dawn of a golden ageThe pain conquers and so...The anguish overbears my mortality The wind through the trees whisper I'll fucking fade away...Away.On the eve of the eternal restI shall blow away the clouds.Dreaming foreshadows,The delirium.Forever, always seemed like it would come easyBut today changes everythingIt was justified by the need for controlYou will never understand meAnd so I'm ready to die.Open the fucking SkiesLets go.
From Letras Mania