Millions  of  fears  are  howling  loud.

The  tarn  of  tears  is  running  out,

you  reside  to  far  away.

East  and  west  and  down  below.

It＇s  easier  to  let  it  go,

not  always  bothered  by  the  truth.

Darkened  sky  on  middle  day.

Destruction  there,  so  they  can＇t  stay.

＂Sorry  boys＂,  but  you＇re  alone.

The  troops  of  doom  has  left  the  ground.

Take  the  shit,  fire  another  round.

Eat  the  dirt,  the  crap  is  yours.

Over  foggy  waters,  I  reach  the  shore.

I  can＇t  sympathize,  can＇t  sense  anymore.

I＇ll  shed  no  tears  for  strangers.

Save  my  crying  until  another  day.

Maybe  sorrows  are  coming  my  way.

The  mill  is  grinding  trough  the  gloom.

Ghastly  eyes  gaze  at  the  moon.

In  palest  glow  the  dreams  descend.

So  in  the  end  I＇m  not  so  bad.

Don＇t  have  the  time,  I  don＇t  feel  sad

that＇s  the  way  so  let  me  be.

The  distance  between  you  and  me:

the  scale  of  my  emotionality.

My  heart  ain＇t  weak  enough

to  bleed  for  all  the  tragedy.

If  I  was  to  feel  for  one  and  all

I  would  probably  crumble  and  fall.

My  heart  ain＇t  rich  enough

to  suffer  your  reality.