Was it an ancient misfortune that does haunt me loud Pale. Blue. Maimed face is bruising me too God. It frightens me to realize it´s gone How can I ever be in this cursed house again
Memories before my days don't belong to me I´m not trying to see. I just need to believe And the things before my days don't belong to me I don't want to see. I just need to believe
Made me see nightmares, to wonder its lot Who´s the person on its way to eternal pain What was done. Why, this creature echoes back Could I perhaps amend the injustice. Am I going to bleed
Memories before my days don't belong to me I´m not trying to see. I just need to believe And the things before my days don't belong to me I don't want to see. I just need to believe