From the Oblivion
Far away
Away from the dark skies
Drops the veil
Veil on my real life
Life it saw
Saw from your first blood
Cackle as it dies for a new dawn
Rooted deep
Deep to my words
Beneath the mask of joy
Passion grows
For the route
For the route to infinity
I walk
No hope
No fear
No sight
Blind me
Guide me
Darkness open my eyes
I crawl
Then die
It flows
You cry
They cry
Not shy
Screams rise
You fall
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Burns down
Down at the sight
Sight of maddening moonlight
Shallow words
Beneath my wounds
Beneath my wounds
I find you right there
Right there for your prey
Guards down
You hurt
You hurt me bad
I walk
No hope
No fear
No sight
Blind me
Guide me
Darkness open my eyes
I crawl
Then die
It flows
You cry
They cry
Not shy
Screams rise
You fall
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Words might be short
As they hit you hard
To deaf ears
It's my final call
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Words might be short
As they hit you hard
To deaf ears
It's my final call
Away from the dark skies
Drops the veil
Veil on my real life
Life it saw
Saw from your first blood
Cackle as it dies for a new dawn
Rooted deep
Deep to my words
Beneath the mask of joy
Passion grows
For the route
For the route to infinity
I walk
No hope
No fear
No sight
Blind me
Guide me
Darkness open my eyes
I crawl
Then die
It flows
You cry
They cry
Not shy
Screams rise
You fall
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Burns down
Down at the sight
Sight of maddening moonlight
Shallow words
Beneath my wounds
Beneath my wounds
I find you right there
Right there for your prey
Guards down
You hurt
You hurt me bad
I walk
No hope
No fear
No sight
Blind me
Guide me
Darkness open my eyes
I crawl
Then die
It flows
You cry
They cry
Not shy
Screams rise
You fall
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Words might be short
As they hit you hard
To deaf ears
It's my final call
Time is short for me
I have to go I believe
I hear their cries
From the oblivion they rise
Words might be short
As they hit you hard
To deaf ears
It's my final call
Credits
Writer(s): Anubhav Misra
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