Distant Pulse Songtext
von Mourning Sun

The times I′d give up
Are countless
I'd lie on the erosion
Of a moorland

Get lost in it′s rust
And disappear with it
But no one is worthy of that
Only contemplate
With a distant pulse


Without even knowing
The very end of all
I've waited for the inner and outer reaction
Of finding myself
Inner and outer reaction

The more I go through the layers
The more I fade to frenzy!

And I can't feel anything
Just the coldness
Of the elysian steppe
And it banishes me
Just as anyone