I Write Songs
They took me there to grief
Their darkness swells constellations
Why is there so much hatred?
Hearts are yearning for plain absolution
While you don't care,
Every scar I have bleeds for you
Can't heal
The stroke of suffer of children
We're falling away and can't reveal
Descending our secrets we sinned
We're falling away and can't repent
I'm waiting...the silent stream
Their darkness swells constellations
Why is there so much hatred?
Hearts are yearning for plain absolution
While you don't care,
Every scar I have bleeds for you
Can't heal
The stroke of suffer of children
We're falling away and can't reveal
Descending our secrets we sinned
We're falling away and can't repent
I'm waiting...the silent stream