A.f.i. - Art Of Drowning : The Despair Factor
 

A.f.i.



Art Of Drowning



The Despair Factor





"The Despair Factor"







Along the path where the stream is talking,



I breathe the mist and continue walking.



The wood it whispers in a language of it's own.



As a sigh escaped my lips,



I feel the light caress of fingertips that,



steal away the breath and leave me on my own.







Waiting by the stairs. (Waiting, I despair)



Waiting, I despair. (Waiting by the stairs)







My whole life is a dark room.



One, big, dark room.







Do I hear the hollow sound,



Footsteps resounding on this frozen ground,



Or the familiar disappointment of the echoes of my own?







Waiting by the stairs. (Waiting i despair)



Waiting, I despair. (Waiting by the stairs)







[whispers:]



Somehow I ended up here in between,



Where there is always the comfort,



Of knowing I'll never be seen.



When I fall



When I fall



I wait for just one touch,



And I fall







Weightless,



Endless,



Faithless, I'll adore you.



A single touch, before I fade. Painless let me pass through.



Weightless,



Endless,



Faithless, I'll adore you.



A single touch, before I fade. Painless let me pass through.