I'm lurking for an answer
A state of mind to shift
My new arcane is Tower
I have to chase the rift
I have to find solution
I'm picking skin to flay
I seek for absolution
The hanged man to slay
I still keep the endless run.
I can't stand what i've done
Picking strings, making noise,
Оn the brink of void i poise
No more pain to overcome
Love is lost, all Hope is gone.
I'm cursed by the Lovers
With spiritual uplift,
My Word is deadly power
Regained forsaken gift
In dead-end situation
My Voice will show the way
Despite all your intensions
You'll do what I shall say.
So i keep the endless run
To sustain what i've become
Picking strings, making noise,
Оn the brink of void i poise
There's still odds to overcome
Hope will stay, and Love will come.
Picking strings, making noise,
Оn the brink of void i poise
There's still odds to overcome
Hope will stay, and Love will come.