Gaerea - Glare

Slackly watching the glare of the bucolic hills

Stumbling in mirrors without blindfolds aside

Jubilating the chants of a broken past

When the fear steps in, blind man can see

If we all fear, we will be forever blind

The reflex of a strained face

Not a single broken mirror screen

Sense of Tomorrow

Black puddle of mudd

Unfolds the path

Unstoppable carnage of unfaithful dreams

In this somber world, one can never behold us

An obscure meeting, a screen that is so dirt

Infant Dreams

Reveal the glare

360 degrees of light

Dont be fooled by the mask we create

For this is all a lie

Blending affections

Departed souls wonder a showcase of pride

Burning desire of Blindness

Just watching it passing by

Wasting time

Living the most obsolete life

And searching for ways to escape

Fall into the deepest coma

This putrid sphere deserves no lightness

Once so brave with its flaunting walls

Fashion of reflections

Vanity of a gloomy life

A brighter world, a gentle gaze

A field of withered grass

Visible glittering at sunlight

The sweet glances can show a shred of our code

A voyage of fractured thrills

Dripping down from the waterfall

The glow from the gems outshines the moonlight

The reflex of a pale face

Not a single broken display

Sense of the Future

May your ripped out chest

Rot in the Sky

From the waters that I'm damned to cross

The glimpse of darkness

Memories of a forgotten world

I know no other way

Sickened of prowl on a celestial stone

Through frosted avenue

We walk alone

A massive vortex

To unfold the truthful breach