Far Cry - Darkwell

Like on golden wings

Beneath the misty clouds

My heart is all my joy

Touched by a siren singing

I thought I knew it all about, all about

Me, an exploited gal

My visions fallen from grace

Trapped in my own hell

Faced by realities;

derailed

A bitter sweet truth;

I failed

There is no gold in the sky

Colors fade to grey

My dreams can’t deploy

My breast starts to cry

For my illusions I will pay, I will pay

Me an exploited gal…

I will stretch my dark arm

In black my future falls

Finally I am no toy

My victims I will harm

Now I know it all