A confused mind
paranoia and horror...

Sick pointing eyes
hiding in the dark...

From Thy ashes, resurrection
A cold morning in December...

1. feelings concealed in a hollow shell
2. a twisted scream from far below...

"Click!", was the sound of a gun
a gun bought in a shop not far away...

Leafs surrounds
yellow and red...

Beneath the ground of our house
beneath the ground of our land...

Surrounding feelings
darkness covers the wound...

His eyes brings death
his heart black as tar...

Stress is only a word, though hard to escape
In every country this pandemic sickness is in...

In moonlight we are dating
in sunlight she is fading...

A cold wind passes, the lonesome hearts
the dawn is breaking, I've played my cards...