Golden Years
The golden years are gone
The end has already begun
Distrust takes control
Just like venom in our souls
You sitting there next to mine
But you are far away
I look into your eyes
I see the devil in disguise
Distrust takes control
Just like venom in our souls
You sitting there next to mine
But you are far away
Far away ...
Far away ...
You sitting there next to mine
But you are far away
