If I believe the books and what I see,
Eveything can be erased, eveything passes or will pass
If I believe what's being said around me,
I will forget even your voice
If I believe the shadows and those dark months,
Our deadlocks, the disgust, the damage done
If I believe my tears, the fright, the cold,
I will heal myself of you
Oblivion hurts me just as much as memories
Nights let me change our history
Seasons, months come and come again
But not the 'if's, the 'why's
If I believe our promises a thousand times,
Poor reign, vain queen, false king
If I even believed a sign of the cross,
Can we ever be healed of that?
Oblivion hurts me just as much as memories
Your look, your words come back to life at night
But oblivion hurts me just as much as memories
Nights leave me, frenzies, in the dark
I, I believed in your eyes, your hands so much
If I believe this emptiness in me,
I don't believe in anything anymore