Charon. Grey. Zeneszám

Frail as ice I shall rise for the repent youA've been haunting for
DevilA's smile beneath the eyes I caress
Pierced to be nothing but me in the everlasting race of hate
WeA're blessed to breath yet I canA't see why me
Wish IA'd never be
Nothing more than breeze within your name
Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.
Nothing more than breeze within your name
Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.
Bring me love, bring me hate I canA't use them anyway
Sterilized blood of Christ wonA't taste
Shoot me bury me hundred times, what difference does it make
WeA're blessed to breath, oh i canA't see why me
Wish IA'd never be
Nothing more than breeze within your name
Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.
Nothing more than breeze within your name

Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.
So cold when someoneA's near
So cold without our tears yet nothing more to seek
Shoot me bury me hundred times
Shoot me and take me away from oblivion
Nothing more than breeze within your name
Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.
Nothing more than breeze within your name
Never be the storm that built me flesh and take me away from oblivion.