Song | As We Descend |
Artist | Bella Morte |
Album | Remains |
On the shore lies a lost and broken dream | |
Silver shines with its echoed memories | |
In the night one can almost hear the past | |
If they listen with their hearts atop the sand | |
Why does no one realize | |
A hidden truth is nothing but a lie | |
And my weak heart fades each time | |
I hear good-bye pass from your lips | |
Hands achieve what the eyes have longed to grasp | |
A talisman filled with promises and lies | |
In the night she can almost hear him cry | |
The strangest chill enwraps him as he carries on |