The journey keeps the sun by the shadows overgrown

Invincible infernal fragments of shroud

We'd demand and we'd soar


I will die with an aimless suffer

I'm possessed in legions of despair


Through the mystic fillings of a tired womb

The new subsistence lies

Buried when the time of helpless pleasures withered in cries

Mutilate it from the deep

I can't taste loss of trust

I'm not shown...


Our mist is trampling...


The journey keeps sin by the shadows overgrown

Inherited from the past desires

We'd demand and we'd soar


I will die with an aimless suffer

I'm possessed in legions of despair


On my own

Now I see...

The earth is blind for me...

To see your scorn...