I am the one, to which youll go
You are the one, from which Ill run...

Fading to grey, the wanton pray

Youll find shelter, Ill find none
Ill leave you pointless life undone

Breathing your days, my anguish stays

Fate of my face, Ive seen your face
I turn and run, youll have no place

Time is the father, in my corrupt mind
Pain, echoes, in the silent sky...
Remember life now?