Entangled in wordless room Ugly dreams wont ever be awake Like the plague depression spreads Mirthless seasons have no end
And now the roses of death have grown upon my broken back Can I bear this ? Can I ?
I will awake from this slumber and I will face...my second birth
Lay your flowers of hate above my silence my tortured echoes will fade someday the beauty withered.. And tonight we leap to the other side of this shattered universe
The mourn of silence has been heard by me It led me to hear their secrets .. Their mournful cries ..
