In the din and endless motion,  Her eyes liberate all the shadows,  A flair of grace and a warm glow... In the din and endless motion,  Her eyes liberate all the shadows,  A flair of g...

Death with broken hopes play Good to stay blind In the dark suit, I look nice Death with broken hopes play Good to stay blind In the dark suit, I look ...

Broken wings And shivering hands, Broken wings And shivering hands,

Everyday I think Tomorrow will be better Everyday I think Tomorrow will be better

It feels like a lyrical mess is roaming like a strange soul. It feels like a lyrical mess is roaming like a strange soul.