Idioma Origen:
A suffering race, what will remain.
My world comes down.
I'm not divine anymore.
All power leaves - My blood is gray.
My guiding light of hope - A dying sun Darkness rises, a chill limps our love.
Where I am...
Who I am...
All that once belonged together.
Divided by hatred.
Emotions died - my dreams...
...Asunder.
Idioma Destino:
A suffering race, what will remain.
My world comes down.
I'm not divine anymore.
All power leaves - My blood is gray.
My guiding light of hope - A dying sun Darkness rises, a chill limps our love.
Where I am...
Who I am...
All that once belonged together.
Divided by hatred.
Emotions died - my dreams...
...Asunder.