Mord'A'Stigmata - The Tomb from Fear and Doubt

Have you ever lost something you ever had?
Have you ever missed someone that never was?
Have you ever stared into the abyss
with the matches stuck between the eyelids?
When your palm wander in search of razor
While your mind wander in search of reason
You lost yourself
You lost yourself
Keep yourself in the silent treadmill
Give respect to the grief we're in
This is the place where we lose our colors
And wait for something we don't know anymore
For we will be comforted
Someone lied one day
I raised a tomb between the deserts
Conceived from the fear and doubt
Where my heart is buried forever
Only you could find this place
And the stars above