Lost Souls

Gray cities are dead

Dead spirits are black

Full of emptiness

Full of loneliness.

The Taste of bitterness

The faceless gray mass

And every soul

Is forever alone

The sorrow in the eyes

The hearts bleed an sigh

The lost souls cries

Tears fall from the skies

Millions of wasted lives

Millions of lonely fates

Millions dead but alive

Wasted years pass by

No one to see the light

No one can see your pain

No one to hear you prayer

Everyone's on their own

No one to care about

they think just of themselves

Everyone's in their own way

And never look around

Day by day fades away

Gray stream flows through the time

Loneliness of millions of hearts

and everyone's on their own

24 июня 2000