The Forsaken One - Loch Vostok

And so I leave, and say goodbye, to earthly measures.

How meaningless, a life to waste, that noone treasured

This thing that built in me

an early memory

of paternal pressure

Collapse beneath the weight

what he anticipates

and expectes of me

Sky is falling down

on top of me, the forsaken one

sky is falling down on me

I wonder how, he will find out, about my death.

I wonder what, what he will think, when he reads the letter.

He will not shead a tear

I’m positive he’ll fear

this thing will cause a stir

In his perfect atmosphere

the worst thing to appear

is a family crisis

Sky is falling down

on top of me, the forsaken one

sky is falling down on me

I lie awake on the floor I’m open.

Cut open wid by my fear to fail.

The warm relief of letting go, of leaving

today I’ll be free, free again, beyond here