Embersland - Memories

your empty soul walks, to his own black hole you are on the brink of abyss, only you can choose where to fall the complaints dont let you hear, the sound of the river that would lead you, to the sea of hope take control of your life take control of your destiny this is just the beginning of comedy this is just the end of the tragedy memories from the past won't let you carry on always looking back the same old fears until wherever you go and torture in your dreams endless walls that matters in your walks in hell making your days so dark voices gripping you in your lonely nights forget but not to forgive vultures flying over your head, waiting for your fall as your tears fall down, and hit the ground only if you open your wings and fly, a tear would be dry and you will see, a new blind horizon