Desperation Mist
Gustavo Carmo / Versover
They were just voices from darkness
They were just lifeless beings lying on
The ground
One of them returned to life
The screams grew up for onther
Round
He could fell the putrid atmosphere
Devastated feelings always near
Suffocating, weakening the hopes
He went towards desperation mist
What have they done to you?
We won't let them go
They'll pay the price
In terror burned our souls
That was the last time I saw him
The man who feared nothing
He dared to go through anyway
What remained were echoes
Screaming for help