Quintessente

Delirium

Quintessente
We heard the same whisper in our souls
We still feel this cold in our bones
Conscious to unconscious
Devouring yesterday
From grace to disgrace
And it heals away

Bring me to the colors of the day to lie
From ashes and dust will come our growth
I turn myself into delirium. Delirium!

We heard the same song of loneliness
So all wisdom gives way to insanity
Gather my remains and heal the wounds

Delirium! Delirium!

Bring me to the colors of the day to lie
From ashes and dust will come our growth
I turn myself into delirium! Delirium!

I am the last proof of madness

Where do we leave the reality?
Freedom of the thought is drifting
I can't purify myself for my behavior

Bring me to the colors of the day to lie
From ashes and dust will come our growth
I turn myself into delirium. Delirium!

I am the last proof of madness
I am the last proof of despair