Krohm
Silence Turns To Gray
When emotions fade and silence turns to gray The cold caress of lunacy wipes the gleam away Awakening to the black wall a dream of grieving ghosts No memories or thoughts recapture what I've lost Here is so strenght left but to leave this trance And step beyond this world Beyond this present time, as rust is the gold On the throne of the enslaver, Death is the life of my bleak existence
From Letras Mania