AMTHRYA - A new trace

A NEW TRACE

Come come where
Water's wither goes throught the flow
upset memories
I am the mother of your fears

You dream a mind numbered by your responsabilities
Searching attentions in long and cold breathes
Into a moat, in a cell, into a grave
Blood poisoned by your lymph

You dream, you chase, you count, you walk
You dream, you chase, you count, you walk... Burn!

You chase me with stolen glances of determination And accept your fate with pain
I curtsey and become mad for you my shy statue

You count days of your mind diary, model yourself day after day
Like the perfect artist of your mind, is so glourious your sacrifice
You walk, walk on nails, on ashes of mind and indite your cares of pain
You feel so safe, you feel so brave, you are not far from my grudge

come come where water's wither
goes throught the flow,
upset memories i am the mother of your fears

Your past is fed by your guilty and your mourns won't be enough
I can read so well in your eyes you, useless servant of our existence
This is the new trace, the sunset of our lives.

Written by:
Gianluca Barricella

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