Waters of Lethe - Warmen

Look at me mess we’ve made

Open your eyes to see

This endless gap through eternity

Waisting the flame of time

Elbowing through your life

Your heart is not a home of sad regrets

Sounds of the new dawn

Hanging in the air

Just too faint for you to hear

Leave your life in our hands and you’ll see

We’ll consume more than you could ever give

Forsaken into the waters of Lethe

Lost in the golden age

Drowning your soul to hate

You’ll never make it to the final straight