Paroles de Mourning Of A New Day

A new day - in static motion I drift The atmosphere sinks into thegreayness of my soul Slow apathy. Fermenting my senses The nothingness. The formless void that is me Mourning is the same way The Drowning of a new day The Surreal - the only truth I caress Emptiness. My only fulfilment My feeling - internal voidance nowhere, is where I've progressed Mourning is the same way The Drowning of a new day