Maybe my mask is thrown away Scattered in a thousand pieces in the corner ...and the wind carried me away to the birth of time where Insanity and Grief are growing in the same womb I cried... "So lost in my memories Forgiveness.. Insanity.. Demons" I wonder if the hands of time are stuck.. Or just Time has committed suicide!
Maybe my mask is thrown away
Scattered in a thousand pieces in the corner
...and the wind carried me away
to the birth of time
where Insanity and Grief
are growing in the same womb
I cried...
"So lost in my memories
Forgiveness.. Insanity.. Demons"
I wonder if the hands of time are stuck..
Or just Time has committed suicide!