Summon The Immoral Virtue

Failing to grab the fallen time, i feel an urge for danger
Into the depht of the fallen man - i've lost my pride again
Fear without a definite grief, in harmony with our passion
Eyes within a dismal maze, longing for clairvoyance
Alone walking on a desert road - one broken spirit, bleeding
Swallowing reality, the frozen days are revealed
Laughing pain and responding hate, my glind for a clandestine
A corrupt mind, a lose of faith, my fantasy of resurrection

A domain of calmness, a domain of wind and rain
A taste of emptiness, a nothingness in vain
A silhouette of essence and everything inane
A world of extinction, a circle of demise and pain

I'm too tired to sleep, my eyes are burning
Trapped inside a sealed room, drawing suspicion in my veins
A fragile heart of distrust, demanding your fever
Though i'm approaching the end, i'm losing again and again
...and again...

Alone walking on a desert road - one broken spirit, bleeding
Swallowing reality, the frozen days are revealed
Laughing pain and responding hate, my glind for a clandestine
A corrupt mind, a lose of faith, my fantasy of resurrection

Failing to grab the faling time, i feel an urge for danger
Into the depht of the fallen man - i've lost my pride again
Fear without a definite grief, in harmony with your passion
Eyes within a dismal maze, longing for clairvoyance