Troubles on the way
I can't go home
My mind is playing games
I'm all alone, with the falling rain
Show me
Where the secrets come
Why they call me insane?
How the silence sounds?
Was it all a lie?
This is how the forest comes
With a blindness cold
No hope at all
Nothing is real for sure
This is how it ends
Our age of emptiness
They will come
The creatures, they will come
Voices yeah will come
Silence will come
Death oh here it comes