Lonely hearts
Like empty bottles wish for rain
And the scars of time embrace their faces
Laughing at their pain
Like nightmares
Afraid to face the light of day
Just a short an' mellow remedy
Is not enough to fill the space
Beging for some peace
Longing for dreams to be unfold
The mirror hides them what they know
All the blood that lies behind the eyes
And the fear to be strong
Is this the way?
The way I meant to live
A dying brain is wondering
There is nothing left to feel
Terror and screems
The ghosts of war like deamons that are fooling them
Spiting their greetings to the life that they once knew
Memories
Of wicked voices from the past
And the smell of a million corpses
Laying on the ground
Through desert lands
With just a vow to be strong
They all tried to live through blinding storms
But they now wish that they had fall
Beging for some peace
Longing for dreams to be unfold
The mirror hides them what they know
All the blood that lies behind the eyes
And the fear to be strong
Is this the way?
The way I meant to live
A dying brain is wondering
There is nothing left to feel
Terror and screems
The ghosts of war like deamons that are fooling them
Spiting their greetings to the life that they once knew
