Infestus - A Dying Dream lyrics

The crystal gates of a promising change Distant, unreachable, the relieving faint So far away... Have I reached what they call freedom by ceasing to taste the darkest sea? But still it keeps on breathing in the very inside of me A Dying Dream Inside it is pulsating, the procreator of demise Within, there is laughter, a darkest stare of ice I will not surrender! I will not let go this “soul”! I will not surrender! I will not let go…