Testo Walk - Brightstorm

Walk

Hatred darkens the eyes
And it’s impossible to see
The path to walk
In my mind the silent storm
Slowly I consume myself like a lit candle
And bound in chains, I free myself now
I try to walk without looking back
But your shadows insist in darkening my day
Even in the shadow, I know there is light above it
And that I will guide myself
Wherever may it be to, now without you
A path of torment as sorrowful as your heart
The memories grew dusty from years of abandonment
All stories turn to ashes and the page will always turn