SLOWLY THE SEASONS CHANGE

SLOWLY LIFE IS GETTING STRANGE

ALL COLOURS TURN TO GREY NOTHING MATTERS ANYWAY

MY DREARY LIFE MAKES ME SCARED

WHY AM I TOO TIRED TO FIGHT AGAINST IT

LOST IN A ROOM INSIDE MY HEAD

I RAGE AND SCREAM BUT IT´S TOO LATE



I´M SCREAMING

I´M SCREAMING WITHIN

THEY CLOSE THE DOOR AND THROW AWAY THE KEY

I´M LOCKED INSIDE A WARM LIQUID HAZE

FLOWING SLOWLY THROUGH MY VEINS

SUDDENLY I UNDERSTAND

I´M ON THE WAY TO MY INNERSELF

THE WITNESS OF MY BODY´S DEATH



BLEEDING WITHIN

BLEEDING WITHIN



I LEAVE THIS COLD REALITY ESCAPE IN SPIRITUALITY

BLEEDING WITHIN

BLEEDING WITHIN