Pagan Lorn - Epitome lyrics

With your pride

You are spraying the souls

Not for me

And not for who I am.

At any image area

You feel at home

Just to see

How far you can go

To behave like a child

Just to see how honest we are

To get us surprised as we are

To find out how deep a smile can hurt

To find out how deep a thought can be

To find out a thing you will never know

Without killing and overstraining the bow

Tears in your eyes ruined by a laugh

Many words burden your thoughts

Every soul cries no matter how it kills

There is nothing you could understand

Nothing you would ever choose

Nothing you would ever bare

Nothing you would ever feel

Nothing you would ever know

Nothing you would ever see

Nothing you would ever reach

Nothing you would ever get

Nothing you would ever be

Do not need a mirror

To see my sad eyes

Do not need broken glass

To feel my inner-wrong

An unlived dream

Does not have to grow

Still in the nowhere

Still ain't coming home

Your front is washed away

By an icy rain, a burning sun

Can finally melt, what

You have already known

A new picture is born

Remote, empty, lifeless

Your lies will not catch you

When you fall, when you cry, when you die

Still left behind

Wearing my smile

A crown of nothing

It is the same dust

You have swallowed

A long time ago

You know this game

It is your own harvest

By jerks you stand up

Reacting on yourself

The deepest fall cannot

Melt such a heart

You are the winner

Of your lost game