Momentum

Abandoned in exile

A veil to conceal

What on earth could be worse than

not to know what you feel

A piece of me still holding on

to what is lost

and gone

You know every liar will burn in my fire

and still I keep asking me why do you lie to me?

You know every liar will burn in my fire

and still I keep asking me what do you want from me?

So desperate with grace

A disguise to protect

Still no words to describe

what it is that I feel

A piece of me still holding to what is lost

and gone

Your soul consolation

is the time that goes by

and the only companions:

the grimaces of life

Did it hurt now to end here

or is the pain more distinct

Was it worth to give in now

or is that the true sin?