Mechanical Moth - Quietus

I feel my love is dead
I hear my sighting breath
I see my world going mad
I fear myself waiting for my death

In the end the winners loose anyway

I am tired
tired of all this shadows
shadows of life and death
as we all are

I go from here to nowhere
as we all will

just some days until the end
I don´t want anymore, anything
it is over
I got all I want

the border comes closer
to forget and to be forgotten
it´s coming closer
In the end all winners loose anyway