Cynical

[Instrumental] [verse] In the haze of forgotten times, Where truth and lies intertwine. Echoes of a broken past, Paint the sky, a shadow cast. [pre-chorus] Fractured trust, a brittle shell, In the silence, secrets dwell. Cynical thoughts, they weave a web, Of hollow hopes and fears unfed. [chorus] Cynical hearts, in the night they roam, Searching for a place to call their own. We rise and fall, in the endless quest, For a cynical love, that never rests. [instrumental] [instrumental] [verse] The sirens wail, a bitter call, In the emptiness, we build our wall. A silent scream, a whispered plea, Lost in the depths of our apathy. [pre-chorus] Fractured lines, a twisted path, In the grip of time, we feel the wrath. Cynical lies, they spark the flame, Consuming all in this endless game. [chorus] Cynical hearts, in the night they roam, Searching for a place to call their own. We rise and fall, in the endless quest, For a cynical love, that never rests. [instrumental] [instrumental] [solo] [bridge] In the eye of the storm, where shadows twist, We find the truth, in the abyss. A spark of hope in the darkest hour, To cleanse the soul, to reclaim power. [chorus] Cynical hearts, in the night they roam, Searching for a place to call their own. We rise and fall, in the endless quest, For a cynical love, that never rests. [instrumental] [instrumental] [solo] [instrumental] [instrumental]