Trail Of Grief - Agua de Annique

Mister I cannot read you

Your eyes are clouds of mist

Well well, how can I heed you?

I wish you did not exist

Uncover me I hail to see

Your mystic trail of grief

It’s funny how my heart feeds

On overload

It will never lead me through

I am just too old

For this game

I bare to see

Your mystic trail of grief

Uncover me Uncover me