Out Of The Clouds - Fall Of Serenity

Time stands still and the past never dies;

to be buried

I try to forget but the nightmare has no end

Eternal echoes on my mind

I feel the hands on my throat

My wings turn to dust

The world is slipping through my fingers

Nothing can cool my burning wounds

Why is there tar dropping out of the clouds

My soul collides

(I try to breathe)

I feel the hands on my throat

My wings turn to dust

Cold sweat reflects in my eyes

Whatever I do

Have I lost control over my pointless games