Drowning in into and endless dream
Into ocean of vanity
Gentle breeze carries into the deep
Where our last journey begins
And all that is pure melts away
The good in me willl be a memory
A quiet song of history
Our souls bleed into the deep
A mournful song of an entity
A sanguine tune of serenity
Lost hopes and all the empty dreams
Embrace the silence within me
A saguine tune of serenity
Drowning in to an endless dream
Into ocean of vanity
Gentle breeze carries into the deep
Where the last journey begins
Who we are to answer these questions?
When there is no evidence of the truth
When it comes to this
All that remains are different stages of rectitude
Floating in to a sacred keep, into ocean of sincerity
Gentle breeze carries into the deep
Where the last journey behins
And all that is pure stays right here
The good in me will be a memory
A quiet song of history
