Tick the same date
Aim the same place
Meaningless days
Leaden wind
Easily simply
Pass away at a rapid pace
Aim the same place
Totally unattractive today
Easily simply
Pass away at a rapid pace
Alone, searching for a spotless passage In a roll of days
Countless todays in past
And advent todays
I get ripped With another scratch at each step I make
Blood letting pouring in the blood
Keep wating for tomorrow to find pale (shadow)
Can't be wrong