Solitude Illusion

Born to die Born to hate Born to lie Born to hide Born to run Born to lie Born to you Born to die Born to sink I bred this tale Swallowed by time A hole in the sky A life I won't lead A moment of us This all painful truth This will be our death A tale swallowed by Sorrow and by time We dug up our hearts And these altars here We built shrines in hours I walked in front of those eyes I won't do it again Gone that wretched stare I saw Golden chalice good to house a god I walked in front of those eyеs I won't do it again Gone that wretched starе I saw Golden chalice good to house a god I bred this tale Swallowed by time