Idioma Origen:
these darkened days and restless nights
are assign by like never ending years
what is left for me to keep me bearing
up against this pain
buried deep inside my soul
all that's left are my memories
these pictures of unworried days
but no one's there to save my legacy
it will just perish, fade with me
no one awaits me, nothing diverts me
this withered body is no empty shell
a dying ember
there is my god to carry me
but in this world, I needed you
no one awaits me, nothing diverts me
this withered body is no empty shell
and my bright eyes still realize your apathy
my heart beats strong, it still beats strong
there is my god to carry me
but in this world, I needed you
What is left for me to keep bearing up against this pain
there is no god to ease this pain
nothing to live for
nothing to fight for
and emptiness fills my days
all my hope, a dying ember
just promise me to hold my hand
Idioma Destino:
these darkened days and restless nights
are assign by like never ending years
what is left for me to keep me bearing
up against this pain
buried deep inside my soul
all that's left are my memories
these pictures of unworried days
but no one's there to save my legacy
it will just perish, fade with me
no one awaits me, nothing diverts me
this withered body is no empty shell
a dying ember
there is my god to carry me
but in this world, I needed you
no one awaits me, nothing diverts me
this withered body is no empty shell
and my bright eyes still realize your apathy
my heart beats strong, it still beats strong
there is my god to carry me
but in this world, I needed you
What is left for me to keep bearing up against this pain
there is no god to ease this pain
nothing to live for
nothing to fight for
and emptiness fills my days
all my hope, a dying ember
just promise me to hold my hand