Feeble Soul - REFLEXION

Wash away all the weakness

Feeble soul will rise and bloom

When the dark descends

The seducing torment of pain

Wakes the spirit untamed

Tonight there’s nothing to lose

Burn in the flames of unpredictable truth

Or share the trail of everlasting gloom

The lonesome one in the arms of darkness

The ray of light that hurts like hell

Once the feast begins

There is no simples truth

And the light of day

Ruins the glory of rain