Blask

A call of the purest of hearts A call from the place, considered once lost All alone, and we still don't know If it is to trust the hunches so bitter and old Oh the purest of loves Where are you hidden in the depths of life We dive, with crumbled husks Decaying and fading in the chasms of life Empty husks that try Try to believe in their own lies Naive fools that try and try To ignite once forgotten light Oh, that's not right Where do we have to look ... for what We crave for its taste We crave for the warmth One sip was too much Too much for us Now we are starving Reaching out our arms to the warmth Our grasps are cold empty A loss bitten once more They're still burning, right now, over there Even if none of you want to care They glow from the inside They tell you the secret They gift you with the cure You were so certain that all was lost That the sparks of the sense had faded away No, let's follow the light Let's warm up in the glow Of the purest of hearts