Paroles de Faint

Anxious, absent, empty sight

Cold of tensions, words slight

Ironclad, collapse, collide
Cutting deep. Tremble. Fall.



Lightheaded through the streets

Bleary faces, vague believes

A war or conflict, just to lose

Abandon to fight for nothing approved.



And still it's captured by all the lies we live.



Losing, shaking, break inside
Cutting deep. Tremble. Fall.



Since the days have gone so far

Passing, leaving, hitting in dust

Searching for graves to bury us

Came to far to drop. Forgot.



Tremble. Fall.