1. BLUE PAIN

So many rocks to the hill
That once looked as a mountain
A line of pastel greens
Dividing grief in vestale relic

Its in my head
Its in my head they say
The ghosts of the brave
Concealed in blue pain
Its in my head
Its in my head
Its in my head they say
The ghosts of the brave
Concealed in blue pain
It’s a blurry day

Why should I be afraid
Its only the end
With your blood on my hands
I can drown in my regrets

Its in my head
Its in my head they say
The ghosts of the brave
Concealed in blue pain
Its in my head