Dust Of The Past


If only the people weren't so hard
To understand...
And the dreams so unreal
The spirit would be able to speak
Voice of nature... Heart in hand

If only the world wasn't so cruel
Destiny, give me a break
In every corner slayers of dreams
Sorrow and sadness painted on the bicks

Crossing the land between dark and light
Dusty ruins where the ancestors rest
And after me, ghosts of the past
Trying to scape, from my life
To left behind the dust of the past

Before my eyes there is a dead end
Where can I run?
How can I fly?
This can't be my end

Crossing the land between dark and light
Dusty ruins where the ancestors rest
And covering me, dust of the past
Trying to escape, from my life
Wishing to kill the ghosts of the past