Drift Away - Orochen

Feeling like sleep in the water

A scenery of meadows and creeks

Shadows of pine trees and the face of him

The face of him in the middle

And I drift away

I drift away

I drift far away

Leaning on tomorrows hand now

I drink of the future

Lessons here they are short and sweet

And the black flowers they always blossom

And I drift away

Yes I drift away

I drift far away

And the land here is flooded by the guilt

And the water is poisoned with contempt

And the stones wish for all to be said and done

And the face of him is cracked by the roots