The Writer Songtext
von Sotory

The writer
In solace
Creation on his mind

It′s all he knows
Everything
Revolving
Creation overdose

These are trying times

We're always dying
Slowly descending
Into the nothingness
RISE


To be better
Than yesterday
Because tomorrow
Could be your last day

CRY

Damned, deep and dark
The pain of this creation
Left me deeply scarred
NUMB

To be better
Than yesterday

Tomorrow
Could be your last day

CRY

Because tomorrow
Could be your last day