The Scent — Depressed Mode

The touch of your hand on my face felt like heaven I have suffered for many decades Without a single moment of tranquillity The distant heart of mine felt many hits by this blade called loneliness and shame

In loneliness I died I witnessed the death of my soul Your scent was left behind Darkness came and took me away

I was lost Forever I was lost

Your heart felt the fire inside, it burns You beg for hell to bring back what's mine

In loneliness I died I witnessed the death of my soul Your scent was left behind Darkness came and took me away

I was lost

One memory for you to remember me This dagger of fire shows me the meaning of blood

Your heart felt the fire inside, it burns You beg for hell to bring back what's mine