Cold Waves - Sons Of Aeon

You’re buried

Buried under a mask

No matter how hard I try

I can’t reach you

A breathing statue

With an automatic smile

A beautiful building

With no foundation

What a fucking waste

Potential never released

This can’t be all there is to give

This can’t be all…

I can hear your words

But can’t feel the warmth they convey

A running mind, frozen feet

This can’t be all there is to give

What a fucking waste

Potential never released

This can’t be all there is to give

This can’t be all…

If I’ll put some faith in you

Will you promise to do the same?

Learn to sail the storm

Through the coldest of waves

Without fading away