Текст: Death. Symbolic. Empty Words.

Ashes and promises share a bond
Through the winds of change, words are blown away
When visions that should be are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go is sometimes hard to find

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting, empty words

Do you ever feel it? A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find

Expectations that shined through the doubt
That soon would turn into the price, of what a word will be worth
When tomorrow comes to be and we are left
Standing on our own and seeing what is real

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words
No escaping from those haunting, empty words