Walkin' on Air-Cemetery Of Scream

I know that someday as the light Blur on my soulwill switch off. You'll never know how much does your Gaze means for me Touch of your hand. The whisper of the heart Passing moments when IFelt your breath Whisper of the heart. You'll never know How many of a pain How many of the suffering Man can stand. The limits are like an air Loosin' the pride he's loosin' face. I cannot feel anything apart of a reality Tight as the cage of sad I'm unable to hate Unable to hate 'couse I...Where the birds fly Where the day wakes up Where the smell of buyin' tomorrow From traders of the dreams he was sittin'.