DEAD MEMORY

- Dead Memory -

Moving into hell
Living for some love
The dreams that try to tell
On memory they carve
Secrets fall into the night
The pride will replace the lie
The truth will dissolve in light
The blood that will choke the cry

Dead memory masters we are called

Who is the source of light?
Who will dissolve the gloom?
The fading steps I hear
They are my fate and doom
My eyes are filled with dusk
The words that were not told
I’m putting off the mask
I’m a stranger in this world

In alien eyes unconscious fall
Dead memory masters we are called
We’re squeezed by fear dark and old
Dead memory masters we are called
We breathe the air – foul and cold
Dead memory masters we are called
Flashbacks of live pulse in my head
Memory death makes all us dead.