Gave away the route to find Incessant self-discipline... And I took it to my heart In return it besieged all my emotions In return it raped my consciousness Can no longer tell if this is my voice Or the thing deep inside of me
WILL I EVER FIND MY REFUGE NOW WILL I EVER LEARN TO TREASURE THE ONES I CARE FOR EVERYONE LEAVES IN THE END DOESN'T MATTER HOW HARD YOU HOLD ON DOESN'T MATTER HOW MUCH YOU DRAIN YOUR HEART FOR
A Invocation of a fallen...
Searching for something better Will I ever find something better?
All that's left of me are counterfeit emotions All that's left of me is an artificial soul Even so a black void in this synthetic core Will always mark where, where the heart used to beat... More from Sonic Syndicate