(©Faelend 2016)

Sitting in this chilly room
Quietly, like I was doomed
I am supposed to do something
Enjoying all the suffering
Raindrops fall on my mind
In my shelter there´s no light

I-esgal nin gwathra (The veil overshadows me)
I-fân nin toba (The veil covers me)
Angayassë, Angayassë (Q.: Misery, Misery)
Naur an edraith ammen (Fire be for saving us)
o rîn i fae (from memory and soul)
Cuio! Dor Gyrth i Chuinar! (Live! Land of the Dead that Live!)

Desperate thoughts run through my head
I have to do something instead
Many ways to tranquilize
And many ways to narcotize
I´m standing on the razor´s edge
In front of me the final step
Many ways to tranquilize
And many ways to narcotize (…)

Chorus

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