Flaccid Orchid - Apatheia

I’m writing a letter

Blood in my hand is coming to an end

Maybe I’m depressed

And I’m saying sun is gray, we are playing…

Game called life aimless, boundless

We’re floating down the river without truth or lies

You pulled off my wings, you tried to kill me

But I’m still alive, playing…

Game called life aimless, boundless

We’re floating down the river without truth or lies

I’m dissapointed with You I can’t tell how I hate You

I can’t crawl through the hole in my soul