conform a new faith. Avidity and lust controlled by hate. The never ending search for your shattered sanity. Souls of damnation in their own reality. . Chaos rampant. An age of distrust
innocence on each forgotten face. . I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea. Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me. I am hanging in the balance of the reality
Song Weight Of The World - Smilo. You got a story, a tale of it all. But who’s to blame when it all falls apart?. In a world full of enemies. We can’t see the reality. So come along, there’s a place
conform a new faith. Avidity and lust controlled by hate. The never ending search for your shattered sanity. Souls of damnation in their own reality. . Chaos rampant. An age of distrust