גיטרות: שרון זכרי

Paying yourself for a shrink you have visited
Walls seemed to have such delightfull compasion
Deep are the feelings my mind has inhibited
Temples are falling lies burning in passion
Ask me to pray for tomorrow will stay
In my memories only preserving the day
As the victory fades clashing through barricades
I just think of the moment it all flies away

There's an Angel in clouds
She will find ways around
Catching tears make them bound
As they reach out the ground
Mercy given by crowd
Makes the Ignorent proud
While you're living by sound
Truth seems so ironbound

Slowly the colour gets darker
The light seems to be insecure
By the worlds lost virginity
Marks of the stars lost between endless scars
Oil is dripping away from my head's racing cars
How can I bind what is left long behing
When I keep on pretending not loosing my mind
Keeping to rhyme wisdom of pantomime
How comes I imagine I still have the time?

There's an Angel in clouds
She will find ways around
Catching tears make them bound
As they reach out the ground
Mercy given by crowd
Makes the Ignorent proud
While you're living by sound
Truth seems so ironbound