[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
Ashes and promises
Share a bond through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go is sometimes hard to find
[Pre-Chorus 1]
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others, or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
[Chorus]
Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting еmpty words...
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
Do you ever feel it? A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in ordеr to find
[Verse 2]
Expectations that shined
Through the doubt that soon would turn into the price
Of what a word
Will be worth when tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own and seeing what is real
[Pre-Chorus 1]
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others, or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
[Chorus]
Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting empty words...
[Verse 1]
Ashes and promises
Share a bond through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go is sometimes hard to find
[Pre-Chorus 1]
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others, or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
[Chorus]
Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting еmpty words...
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
Do you ever feel it? A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in ordеr to find
[Verse 2]
Expectations that shined
Through the doubt that soon would turn into the price
Of what a word
Will be worth when tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own and seeing what is real
[Pre-Chorus 1]
The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others, or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit
[Chorus]
Promises a potential to hurt, is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting empty words...
( Death )
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