CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : The Soundtrack to My Last Day

Sick and faded, he rested his weary head
Fighting a sleep he knew would never have an end
Full of strife, every detail of his emptiness
Had brought this wretched room further to life

Nothing gained, he's chasing tomorrow
On the pyres of his regrets
Nothing gained, he's chasing tomorrow
Nothing gained, nothing gained

I'm so far away
I'm so far from home
I'm so far away
I'm so far from home

Delirious now, he wrings out his weary hands
No one there to share the dismal air of death
In his final moments, time ceases to matter
Grey and withered the catacombs call

Say your prayers
Lend me your vespers, they sooth my ears
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

These walls haunt me more than ghosts ever have!
She says she wants me? Then come and take me, then!
A coward's stance or I'd have ended this
The Echoes of unfinished everything!