Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.42/10 [24 votes]Album: How Many Eyes Have Opened / Original Release Date: 2020Genre: PunkSong Duration: 2 min 26 sec
It's so cold and desperate and in the springtime I can't help but think of winter.
Where my whispers turn to screams and I feel like I am drowning in it's greys and reds.
I wake up to find motivation and sight with clarity.
Reborn constantly, like the birds fly south.
Frequent and rapid at a natural pace; unnatural beauty.
Swallowed by fate and soaked in hope.
Reborn and soaked in hope.