Nous on broken wings Blown away Blends in other thoughts to Evergrey Grows an enforced frown In teardrops while I forgot The language to survive My eyes Are duller and strained than before No delight, in my eyes All I tried Like flowing sand in my hand Unrecognized by my withered eyes Hopes in blisters cause A cold embrace And blench in front of my Invalid haze In tears I'm bearing My disguise The sea of craving Lies so quiet