Inertia

Stained of my norm

Forlorn name

Motion mourns

Words unsaid

Lies

Soil my fate

In her hands

Voil mt veil

Inertia

Silent bliss

We are to feel alive

Orphan leaves

We are to feel alike

Hollow shield

We have no inception

Lies

Soil my fate

Ignorance

Lies

Void my veil

Inner End