Vanta

Tous les sons naissent du silence

Sans lui, ils perdent leur essence

Écoute... le silence parle

I'm sitting in darkness

Feeling so heartless

The weight on my chest now

Heavy and chartless

I reach for the light but

It's always the furthest

My mind is a maze and

The pain is the sharpest

I'm lost in the silence

Cold and unconscious

These thoughts in my head are

Brutal and lawless

I run from the past

But it's moving the fastest

Each memory cuts me

Deep and the hardest

No answers are left in this maze full of questions

I bleed every time that I search for direction

I speak to the void

Its echoes so flawless

But give me no answer — just questions and darkness

Et quand le dernier son s'éteint

Le silence reprend sa place

Tout commence... là où tout finit