Samara

Summer wind through a hollow dune, uh. Black sky under fading moon, uh. No peace and it's coming soon, uh. Like a curse from a broken tomb, yeah. Dried blood on a withered hand, yeah. Cold slopes through a burning land, yeah. No map and no final plan. Still I walk where the lost ones stand. Low chants from a distant fire, uh. Dead souls in a mourn choir, uh. No hope and no last desire. Only ash when the flames climb higher. Dark smoke through inky gate, uh. Old scars that I still translate, uh. If stop, then I feel the weight of a Past that became my fate. Hot winds through a crimson plain, uh. Dark clouds but there's no more rain, uh. Old ghosts whisper through my brain, uh. Like a voice that I can't restrain, uh. Red sand on a hollow road, uh. Dead stars with a fire glowed, uh. No rest from this heavy load. Still I walk through the endless cold. Low drums from a distant cave, uh. Lost names that I couldn't save, uh. No light for the ones enslaved. Only dust for the silent brave. Black smoke near shattered throne, uh. Cold nights when I move alone. If I stop, then the past shown. Like the dark is my only home. Summer wind through a hollow dune, uh. Black sky under fading moon, uh. No peace and it's coming soon, uh. Like a curse from a broken tomb, yeah. Dried blood on a withered hand, yeah. Cold slopes through a burning land, yeah. No map and no final plan. Still I walk where the lost ones stand. Low chants from a distant fire, uh. Dead souls in a mourn choir, uh. No hope and no last desire. Only ash when the flames climb higher. Dark smoke through an inky gate, uh. Old scars that I still translate, uh. If I stop, then I feel the weight of A past that became my fate. Hot winds through a crimson plain, uh. Dark clouds but there's no more rain, uh. Old ghosts whisper through my brain, uh. Like a voice that can't restrain, uh. Red sand on a hollow road, uh. Dead stars with a fire glowed, uh. No rest from this heavy load. Still I walk through the endless cold. Low drums from a distant cave, uh. Lost names that I couldn't save, uh. No light for the ones enslaved. Only dust for the silent brave. Black smoke near shattered throne, Uh. Cold nights when I move alone. If I stop, then the past is shown. Like the dark is my only home.