ŞARKI SÖZÜ
You've done the things you grieve
As you kneel before you see
Vein has dried, Hands throwing hatred
Well its easy to be bitter
A fragile version of your mind
It just abuses me away
In disgrace of a hollow life
I remember you have set this before so you paint
A false scenario
When this circle feels like a knife.
It is what drives the weak
Broken promises that lies beneath the faith
Never sincere, never there
When the sunrise comes no more
I surrender to the deceitful moment
That came from the praises you scream to me
