Vasaria

Cradle To Grave

Vasaria


Hours and hours have past as I merge with the emptiness. 
My mind runs rampant a death like cold chills me. 
I stare into outer space, want imprisons my soul. 
I consult myself and then return to where I once was... 

Without a sound show me the way, 
said and done, I can't stay. 
Without a sound show me the way, 
Cradle to Grave. 

I feel as if I were dead or perhaps have never lived. 
My surroundings grow colder and colder for this it is my place. 
Suddenly I gaze beyond my sub-mortal solitude. 
More hours pass me by, they crawl past me on hands and knees... 

Chorus 

Hours continue to pass, 
said and done: cradle to grave 
Looking back nothing's been won, 
sorry but... I've got to leave it all behind! 

Chorus