paroles de chanson Brumes - HRFTR

Eyes opened, I bleed
My soul in my dismantled, broken hands
The gift I proffer
A modest submission
Take in my offering absolute
For a reclaim

Loathsome is the present
Bickering with my ascent
Deep inside, a rupture cleaving my sanity
I want to feel your promise

The bright lights of beatitude
While I forfeit my misdeeds

Prove Me (a solemn favour)
Bring me Truth (into the fog)

Not afraid to atone for the faults as I've been tried
Now that's been taken from me
I would have never surrendered my faith into superstitions
And awe

Genuine distrust (as I lay now in fog and mist)
Restored discernment (I come to face uncertainty)
I'm saturated, find it hard to wake up
I'm figuring out where I must stand
See the truth again
I'm breaking up my claim