Crimsoned: The end and begin


When I was little boy I dreamed,
that someday I could find.
A place where we can share,
destiny of ours.
All these days, I was wrong.
All these years.


Why it was only a dream inside,
it was only a hope with lies.


Falling against the ground again,
losing control of the end and begin.
Someday I hope, I find you, again in this momentary life.
Someday I hope, you find me, again in this world of full of...(shit)


You said that honey I am sorry,
I have to go away.
To search my inner feelings,
and gather my remains.
All these days, you were lost.
All these years.