Nonentity — Scream Silence

Catch my fall and Lay your hand on my eyes Feel the great of worry That's too late that I'll be thy

Tender thoughts I'm so sorry I'm a slave of glacial minds Some cruelty give raise to Some restraint for some time

The brand of my down cooled entity Dim my splendid eyes My delight turns to apathy In a sorely sigh

Catch your fall and Lay my hand on your eyes Feel your alienation But can't change it in this time