Lost in the echoes of what used to be,
A shattered mirror reflecting a fractured reality.
Don't know what's real, don't know what's fake,
Caught in a cycle that I can't seem to break.--------

Memories fading like smoke in the wind,
Grasping for something that I can't quite defend.
This life of mine, a twisted game,
Where the rules keep changing but the outcome's the same.--------

Crumbling dreams like dust in my hands,
Trying to hold on to what I can't understand.
This facade I wear, this mask of disguise,
Hiding the pain behind vacant eyes.--------

Memories fading like smoke in the wind,
Grasping for something that I can't quite defend.
This life of mine, a twisted game,
Where the rules keep changing but the outcome's the same.--------

Lying awake in a bed of regrets,
Wrestling with demons that I haven't conquered yet.
Searching for solace in a world of decay,
But every step forward feels like I'm led astray.--------

Memories fading like smoke in the wind,
Grasping for something that I can't quite defend.
This life of mine, a twisted game,
Where the rules keep changing but the outcome's the same.

Echoes

Belarusian melodic metalcore EP with chiptune, nu metal elements.

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