歌词
SLOWLY THE
SEASONS CH
ANGE SLOWL
Y LIFE IS
GETTING ST
RANGE ALL
COLOURS TU
RN TO GREY
NOTHING MA
TTERS ANYW
AY MY DREA
RY LIFE MA
KES ME SCA
RED WHY AM
I TOO TIRE
D TO FIGHT
AGAINST IT
LOST IN A
ROOM INSID
E MY HEAD
I RAGE AND
SCREAM BUT
IT´S TOO L
ATE I´M SC
REAMING I´
M SCREAMIN
G WITHIN T
HEY CLOSE
THE DOOR A
ND THROW A
WAY THE KE
Y I´M LOCK
ED INSIDE
A WARM LIQ
UID HAZE F
LOWING SLO
WLY THROUG
H MY VEINS
SUDDENLY I
UNDERSTAND
I´M ON THE
WAY TO MY
INNERSELF
THE WITNES
S OF MY BO
DY´S DEATH
BLEEDING W
ITHIN BLEE
DING WITHI
N I LEAVE
THIS COLD
REALITY ES
CAPE IN SP
IRITUALITY
BLEEDING W
ITHIN BLEE
DING WITHI
N