Torn - Impure Wilhelmina

Always feeling in a foreign land

Never knew what to do with my hands

Speaking words that no one understands

Only answering to your demands

Inside the forest to rejoice with myself

Up to the mountains become someone else

Towards the stars I travel in my dreams

Leaving this world where no one hears you scream

Every wary look is an offense

Sick of you and of your arrogance

Seems you’re more foolish than dangerous

Solitude is just so obvious

Inside the forest to rjoice with myself

Up to the mountains bcome someone else

Towards the stars I travel in my dreams

Leaving this world where no one hears you scream

Misconceptions about reality

Are nourishing fears and fires

The link between heart and soul I cannot see

I’m torn between this world and another