How long since you don't, look at this side of the street?
While the nights bring the cold,
I will never cross that bridge.
Almkst all the truth will die with me,
Who I was but not who I am.
Is this the end? No future I can't depend on, let me go
Keep the flame, removing my own name, dying slow.
Sometimes I think that these old hands
Do not deserve any bread
Or any other friend
And this silence brings me to death
The desire to survive, one more night
So here I stand still alive, one more night
One breath, dying slow.
Is this the end? No future I can't depend on, let me go
Keep the flame, removing my own name, dying slow.
No future I can't depend on
Removing my own name.