Ethereal - Nightrage

With borrowed smiles and masks

Selling values and frightening spirits

Which had nothing to give you

I want to know if you live or if you are dead

Dressed in mourning cursed beings

Cut out since the beginning of time

With the original sin

I want to speak and look so profoundly

Inside this debris heart

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

She wrapped with ethereal veils and shrouds

You tried to see

Behind wounded eyes

Doomed to float

In the maelstrom of war

You sit there and wait

They had nothing to give you

Sinful passions and leer glances

Want to rending your soul

Dressed in mourning cursed beings

Cut out since the beginning of time

With the original sin

I pity you for your wretchedness

I don’t think that you have ever lived

For me you were always dead

You tried to see

Behind wounded eyes

Doomed to float

In the maelstrom of war

You sit there and wait

They had nothing to give you

Sinful passions and leer glances

Want to rending your soul