Nostalgia - Epica

Dying slowly, all alone

Hope is gone, the seeds were sown

Another day without a touch

Another dawn with only dusk

But sometimes it rewinds me

To the bliss of languid dreams

To my precious memories

To the mysteries of all I’d never seen

Dying slowly day by day

And every colour fades to gray

I walk the walls of hell’s abyss

With every trail, I will persist

Why can’t you hear me?

Release me

I’m forgotten and buried

And sometimes it rewinds me to

The innocence that pulls me through

And sometimes rewinds me

To the place where the fires burning

And sometimes I can daydream

That I’m free

But its just a reverie