Down Amp The Fallen

''ı'm the fallen with my silent drama And my dreaded memoriesTears... Dribbles from the eaves my heart When the truth disown my remembrance I'm tired of being hurted And it's hideaway. Sometimes ı have a drastic fear And the lustfull reflection Of obscured shadows then ı remember There is no time to live At the dead of winter night... I wonder ıf ı will die before tomorrow Life is too long to feel The loneliness and the pain...