Memories running through my hands I let them go so they can die forever The lines begin to blur and fade forever I turn the page, it's empty Father! Oh Father! Holy Father! You lied...
(Nina Jiers) Life and you have tried to find A way to coalesce Try hard because you'll never find Your liberty in death
Where are the colours in my past They fade to grey, blackout, and leave forever Let's build a church on sand and lie forever We'll never get a second chance
(Nina Jiers) Life and you have always tried to find A way to coexist Try hard because one day you'll find Your liberty in bliss
Life and you have tried to find A way to coalesce Try hard because you'll never find Your liberty in death