Wheels, spinning around me
Long is the path where I left my soul.
Heading for Peridon, just a little more.
Where does the road lead
Now that it's overgrown
Stop us from bleeding we'll keep rambling on
Break all the simple ones, they're a little voice
Each sound of screaming is trapped in my mind,
Lost in comfort there's nowhere to go,
Sing for my fallen days
They're my only sound.
Icons stand like remembering
Falling and crumbling just a little more.
Hunger for Peridon, it keeps on calling.
Drop all the pieces inside of my mind
Let go of heroes falling behind
Find 44 waiting, calling me home.
Heading for Peridon, and the wind is cold.
