Million miles I can walk
Sight of infinite fights I can watch,
I can take the kiss upon my pride
And that what has burnt me is a hope,
A hope my dreams will see the daylight,
I stand and breathe amongst the roar
The pain of remorse
Gushing inside the wrinkled eyes,
Innocence of the truth,
Annihilated the grave, tore apart the sky
I am caught in between this cradle,
Lifeless touch and stains of blood are left behind,
Speaking stories of my little goodnight sleep.
Across the symphony of my good deeds,
I feed my cold heart with the hope,
A hope my dreams will survive and wake up.