A Thousand Rains - Mystigma

A thousand rains can’t wash away the memories

And frailty lets me live inside your dreams

In this constant craving

I’ll cut you into pieces

It’s my soul that I inflame

To save the plains I still believe in

I don’t believe in what you say

I don’t believe regrets you pray

You should dress up for stormy weather

Live to be a witness of this misery

The end we’re waiting for seems so complete

A thousand rains can’t wash away

I live inside your dreams

A thousand rains will fall the day

We die in memories