Withered Sun - Dead End Dreams | Текст песни

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Dead End Dreams
The ambiance of the inferno
The heat is pressing against my back
Embers howl, timbers crumble
Wasn’t this our sanctuary?

What is to be of dead end dreams?

Picture albums eaten alive
By the blaze, unending monster
Burning our memories to the ground
Picture albums eaten alive
By the blaze, unending monster
Scatter the ashes to the ground

We are held back by false illusions
Fantasies that rape our thoughts
And make our lives cold
I feel so fucking cold
I am so fucking cold
And invisible
Behind these lying eyes
I’m sorry, I cannot hide
I feel I’m dead inside
I’m dead inside

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