Heretoir — Fatigue lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Fatigue" by Heretoir.
Lyrics
A path in a dim light
that I have to walk myself.
Rain falling from my lips,
the most cleanest of all.
Dissany,
esperance in isolation.
Cold hands clutching at something that is gone.
Her,
dressed in black.
A warmth
surrounding me when I saw her eyes
sparkling.