Letra da Música Suffering de Katharsick

I was already waiting for.
Surrounded by sorrow.
I’ve been seen it before.
Six feet under with worms.

Won't you search for a cure?
Waiting for a sacred call?
What I’m supposed to do?
Cry in your funeral?

That’s my suffering!

Sometimes I feel that I can
Have all I want in my life.
And sometimes I feel that nothing
Is real, just dreams, wasting of time.

It’s so strange not feel anything,
At same time I’m worse with all.
What I’m supposed to do?
Cry in your funeral?

There so many deaths
Flying with the wind,
Betraying the feelings
Of children as I.
Sensitizing myself,
Always asking why.
Needing of your help,
At cry in your arms.
For you, what’s the real life?

How can I recognize?
Your face is so curious and sad.
Where is the beauty of your eyes?
Died with the bright of the past.

I should be crushed in truth.
But my heart became hollow.
What I’m supposed to do?
Cry in your funeral?

That's my suffering!