Myriad - Morda

I had to serve you in tradition

Into loves doctrine

Pride is the fool that keeps on burning deep inside me

Pride is the fool that keeps me suffering

Now it’s freezing

Deep inside me

Tender snow that is teasing real softly

Pride turned out to be a mistral wind

I am alone

Myriad

One wipes

She departs

Beyond my sight

She sighes for dignity

I thought of myself als a glorified herald

Determinist

She no longer saw the answers

Pride was the fool that keeps on burning deep inside me

Pride is the fool that keeps me suffering

Your penance is my humble fate in which i have to repose

We were so close

Reductionist

I leave the ship

To live alone

I venerate what once could have been

What one could’ve been