Letra da Música: Frustrated Attempts - Buried Yesterday

desperate call
of the parallel world
to the awakening we will see

face to face
with myself
something that push [pushes me up!]
I don't see anything [anything else!]
and I don't get to [don't get to return!]

Frustrated attempts
walls shrinking;
affliction being squeezed.

died by the regret;

without anything to complain,
you had the choice;

what's the use of protest to return behind?

the fight continues...
To struggle against,
to scream outside,
It don't works!