I am the one, to which you'll go

You are the one, from which I'll run...



Fading to grey, the wanton pray



You'll find shelter, I'll find none

I'll leave you pointless life undone



Breathing your days, my anguish stays



Fate of my face, I've seen your face

I turn and run, you'll have no place



Time is the father, in my corrupt mind

Pain, echoes, in the silent sky...

Remember life now?