Devil Sold His Soul - A Foreboding Sky

The air stays in my lungs, the bitter taste reminds me I'm not home.
I am tired, everything fades into white.
My thoughst are in the way, my eyes are burning.
I won't say a word, this is my time. I won't break.
For all the time that I haven't been here, I'm now here, and we'll stay here
forever, this is not praise.

I won't say a word.

I, I don't remember, all of you promises, they never meant a thing.
I, I don't remember, every single brath that I drew was a moment of truth.

My trust falls where the water breaks.
My arms are open wide.
My trust falls where the water breaks.
My own path is the truth.