Dyatlov Video (MV)

Drops running down my face
Carving paths, leaving a glace
Wish I could erase
The memories of life in space
I can see the light
Illumninating my inner fight
I forgot to tell you
What I'm hiding is the truth
Aged old trees around me
Trying to break free
Can't feel my face anymore
I'm a living walking corpse
I see the help but am afraid
If I think I shouldve stayed
Is that worth it?
Is that really worth it, now?
Desire growing inside
Nothing feels in line
Falling down, off the side
Everything starts to glide
Fear growing inside
Just want to hide
Falling down, off the side
Everything starts to glide now