Akvatoriya, Rockavatar - Path To God

The city weighs me down in shades of grey
Lost within the rush
I search for a
Sweet smoke is veiling my submissive sight
Weaving nonsense tales in the dead of night
Every breath is poison, frozen cold inside
In the sticky trap, There's nowhere left to hide
Enough, just enough
I reject every lie
Through the mist and wind
Toward me rushes
I fly