Cemetery Of Scream

I see the past days in front of me
Longin for something that has passed
Askin about the future
Hidden deep outside the world
Insincere in my own intentions
I found it inside of me
Its been waiting for its new moon
To live in my eyes
The instant
Bitter like some bile
Burning
Burning like a wound
Each simple days over
Pickin up the flowers
Over the TV-set
To project the eyes
With bare hands
Run way from the pain
In a world of a dream
Thrown into a whirl of reality
Lips are so fervent
Stars are so distant
Each simple gesture
Lookin in each others eyes
Touching the hands
I can tell:
[ Insincere Lyrics ]