Hands Upon Salvation

This Comforting Alienation

I’m awake in a forlorn hours
I’m awake in a forlorn seasons
Another chapter is schism and hesitation
Words said the memories are not forgotten
The wounds won’t be heal scars are everlasting

Day by day I’m awaken in grief
Day by day I’m awaken in sad
Distressed moments
I’m alive in this alienation

Come on
This line of stories reveals my endless indifference
All the words you said is the power of my hatred
The view from his eyelids reflecting your theory
Imposing, immersing, imploring
The killing of my mind

I’ll be different with my paradox
I’ll be different with my own thoughts
I’ll be different when you’re pushing me down
I’ll be different with my own gun

This line of stories reveals my endless indifference
All the words you said is the power of my hatred
The view from his eyelids reflecting your theory
Imposing, immersing, imploring
The killing of my mind

Day by day I’m awaken in grief
Day by day I’m awaken in sad
Day by day I’m awaken in grief
Day by day I’m awaken in sad