Lyric

A cold wind grazes past my trembling cheek

Waking memories that have grown so weak

The warmth that was there until yesterday

Turned into ash and simply blew away

Vanishing into the sky of leaden gray

High and cold, piercing through the night

Sinking unreachable prayers away from the light

If overlapping solitude becomes the guide I need

I’ll embrace the light that’s starting to recede

Clutching the spark of a dying, holy seed

A rusted gunshot slices through the still

A wind of endings blows against the hill

Staring at your profile, words are lost in time

Returning unreached feelings to the earth and lime

In a wasteland stained by every ancient crime

Deep and wide, the darkness starts to spread

Chasing the warmth that is already dead

Until my quiet prayer reaches the stars above

I leave my heart in a peace devoid of love

Resting where the shadows are made of

Every time I stop, the world begins to plead:

"Tell me, where is the destination that you need?"

I let my soul tremble, and I scream it out now!

Against the wasteland, I make my final vow!

High and cold, piercing through the night

Sinking unreachable prayers away from the light

If overlapping solitude becomes the guide I need

I’ll embrace the light that’s starting to recede

At the end of this wasteland, let my spirit lead!

At the edge of the wasteland

Rusted echoes

The prayer remains