I dig up the moon
Looking fors ome answers on my questions
My eyes are bleeding from faith
I can’t toutch the son anymore
This isn’t my home any more
Searching for true love
Searching for something real
Searching for the son.
I can’t remember the good, old days anymore.
My head, my thoughts are empty.
Lets pretend like we did nothing wrong
This isn’t myself anymore
Dead letters, Dead names.
The end.