NU:N - Seeds of Absence

Behind those eyes she whispers her fall, some dark secrets
Her hateful past that now she calls 'broken angel, my broken doll'
Her carved cracks, her cracked furrows
Omens a river of hidden silence, omens a river of tears to flow

Deceitful, disgustful day to survive in vain
Day to survive the pain, and the tears that fall like gentle rain
And she laughs with her tears, straight lines of her fears
An angel spreaded his seeds of absence
While she hurt her wings in her pierced darkness

The collapse that now has started, her wings that now are marked
And she's ready to take all the blame
With a bitter taste of her undressed solitude
With a storming shout, in her haunted doubt, she's ready to take all the blame