Letra The Fields Of Ius de The Snake The Cross The Crown original

A solitude
And oh I sit
Slow
Some seize
With our words
For sales
And there's greed
That's always behind
And I can not recall
Knowing what we find
Or what is planned
I'd hoped that it's nice
Or better then this
But everything is so beautiful
And nothing hurts
I tell myself but
I am so alone
And so scared
And so anger less
But I must carry on
Towards his rise
In hands
Through the waves
And oh so fragile hands
So there
Oh just like my own
And I can not recall
Knowing what we'd find
Though we'd have the love
We heard that it's not sure
Or better than this
And everything is so beautiful
And I think it hurts
I tell myself but
Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts
I tell myself
But they're forsaken of anything
And these plans cause
I'm scared and alone
And I'm seeing a doorway
For my life
To be more then a point
On a wake lost
Its bones I can't bare