Drifting in the mountain side
Of yesterday
I swear we're I want as soon
Resting on the meant cloud
I feels there is a fallings ever road
Not your blood that done this thing
I bruise my hands of greys along the way
Always the two doors inside
The pain drift for fail to make you stay
What you know is this from you fall
In days gone by
Look into yourself from above
Old days gone by
A yellow appeal, a empty stairs
Compare allies to feel the human soul
But I'll refuse to pick my face
End in my tourment, strangers in the cold
They promised me a handing down
But thoughts lead up with colors of the wall
Clear now the exit until becomes a lie
You never want it at all
Now what you know is things from you fall
In days gone by
Look into yourself from above
Old days gone by
I'll be the stain on your shroud
So you can pick your mirror
But I'll never feel to break you
I'll become your alter stealer
