Besedila:
Endthisday

[Instrumental]

Alone I stare at the hallowed life accumulating in my hands. Forever is just their passive word to describe this unholy nothing that's been left behind

Awake into a dark horizon where our childrens' fingers drip in the blood of their creators. We've been consumed by our technology. We now bring the life

Inside these dark shadows of man I grip the hand of gloom. Only my thoughts release the smiles and days of sunlit dreams, for in truth, the hours of morn

I gasp for one last breath, but I choke on my tongue. No words can describe this pain making me go numb. My mind is my own worst enemy, hidden away no

Carving your cryptic lies in my back, a friendship gets torn at the seams. The north winds blow, turning summer's rains into December's ice. Like the

Alone I stare at the hallowed life accumulating in my hands. Forever is just their passive word to describe this unholy nothing that's been left behind

A tragedy that was years in the making. Deliver me no forgiveness because again I delivered the unforgivable. How quick we were to bury ourselves in

Inside these dark shadows of man I grip the hand of gloom. Only my thoughts release the smiles and days of sunlit dreams, for in truth, the hours of