The Path

Stifled all
Discussion
Squeezed out all hope
We hate pain
That we gain
With so called wisdom
Adjusted to those promised, empty gifts

I need to come back by grace
I can't do this all alone

A way out of the past and the haze of loss
It's a small path, a way through the cross
Just beware of mainstream and other scenes
They use to sow the seeds of disturbing dreams

Controvert
Conclusions
A heart of glass
A splinterproof life
Free my life
Of this
Creator of
The heavens and earth

I need to come back by grace
I can't do this all alone

A way out of the past and thе haze of loss
Tt's a small path, a way through the cross
Just bewarе of mainstream and other scenes
They use to sow the seeds of disturbing dreams

I need to come back by grace
I can't do this all alone

A way out of the past and the haze of loss
It's a small path, a way through the cross
Just beware of mainstream and other scenes
They use to sow the seeds of disturbing dreams

A way out of the past and the haze of loss
It's a small path, a way through the cross
Just beware of mainstream and other scenes
They use to sow the seeds of disturbing dreams