If only I could take back time If only I had never opened my eyes If only I can free the words from my mind Words turn to screams ... Screams to break my old skies
Tonight I heard the wind whispering my name The sound was so clear... it drew from my fears The sky is stained with blood Under the light of our bleeding sun I crawled through the ashes with nowhere to run
Obsession, unable to materialize Perpetuated self Essence is fragile because it never takes shape and in doing so his ideal vanishes
If only I would forget my mind when my eyes are closed If only I could forget the caress of time If only I learned to walk those paths unknown Undoing those things from long ago
