The Cold Paroles

stifle my cries

close your eyes and tell me

"what do you see"

dreams in rhyme with reality

or life to die in a black scenery



When reality obscures the dream

I look towards darkening skies

but the last fading sun leaves

tire my eyes.
the waves try to drown us and assign

that we are washed away with the tides of time



Chorus:

How much more can I take

oh how much more

how much more 'til I break

how much can I take 'til I break



Years find a mind alone whose questions were unasked

alone they mourn a fragile mind behind lifeless eyes

on convulsive seas of false urgency

we walk empty corridors in vain

and die slowly in endured pain



Chorus:

How much more can I take

oh how much more

how much more 'til I break

how much can I take 'til I break



How much longer can I hold, before I die

before I die in the cold

before I die in the cold