Текст песни Forlorn Sights - Veils

He was still alive
but I saw
the death in his eyes
lowering days
are ousting this void
it's eating all
it's far too late
days pass by
like they would need
to escape

before a storm
becomes an arrow
we will leed ourselves
cold and narrow
a flow of water
that never ends
can't be stopped
by using hands

a similar frailty
of value to cope
lost and alone
in a debt
that was bought
a desperate attempt
with the last
hand afloat
a weak willed tongue
against a closemouthed
throat.