doubts until they draw blood Is there nothing left, nothing left worth fighting for, fighting for? Forevermore, beneath the waterline Sinking further down, I dwell in silence now Forevermore
Tulkojums: Ēnas Fall. Forevermore.
The threads of life start to tear Hang above the pit of our despair Seems the end is growing near The life you knew will disappear Every human life will
