Bleak

As strange as the works under construction
Without a bed what remained for you
Was the consolation in searching
Of a perfect God in a perfect God

Get born again, the grace is mine
My favorite wish can't be realized
In a awful journey and I searching for
I just found out my selfishness

We'll never be over everything
When we turn on time at right time the past
Of a silent past becoming legends
In uncertain future, think about you

So certain than inverse and clever
This marks will heal even one day
Again in morning being one day after day
Without a purpose

We'll never be over everything
When we turn on time at right time the past
Of a silent past becoming legends
In uncertain future think about you

We'll never be over everything
When we turn on time at right time the past
Of a silent past becoming legends
In uncertain future think about you