Portrait Of A Cynic — Diary of Dreams

I know for sure You left me here I came for shelter My last conviction

I'll fight for sure You found me stranded My hand in yours A farewell whisper

Tell me what for... Tell me why... Tell me the reason... Tell me how...

Tremble on... My last conviction... Tremble on... My last farewell... Tremble on... My last prediction... Tremble on... This is my cell Tremble on... My last conviction... Tremble on... My last farewell... Tremble on... My last prediction... Tremble on... This is my cell