Texty: Chevelle. Vena Sera. Paint The Seconds.

About to give rise
Like the sun never could
More often not we've been warned
Albeit, I got a taste of regret

Save these strings of color
They threatened, it's too magical
That you still need to grow

The sooner we enter
The sooner we'll blend
He's into another endless abyss

Waste of time to chase these truths
Tell it to move, feel like climbing the walls
Useless messengers haste
Rushing to the ride

Save these strings of color
They threatened, it's too magical
That you still need to grow

The sooner we enter
The sooner we'll blend
He's into another endless abyss

The sooner we enter
The sooner we'll blend
He's into another endless abyss

The sooner we enter
The sooner we'll
He's into another endless abyss

The sooner we enter
The sooner we'll
He's into another endless abyss