The Guilty Ones - Pouring Water

Being alone with himself
There's no walls that can detain him
Trip once again, nothing will change
Peace in the small town

The end on coming
Many souls flying around the river
Leave me breathe

Nobody knows how upset he is
Street walkers give him entertainment
But he doesn't want it enough
Eyes dilating for pain
Hate and fear run around the river

The end comes to relieve it all
There's no walls that can detain him