My Hands Will Burn First - Amia Venera Landscape

These doubts have come to an end.
The past speaks words of your shame going on,
As you were longing to see our fall.
The bonds we shared faded in tears,
My forgiveness is over.
The stab on my back is a gift of trust.
We miss the most when everything is lost.
I forgot the hide where I used to put all my laws,
And I still think you messed up everything.
(How could you give our dreams to the vultures?)
And I can't go on to be the one who signs seconds to sunrise.
Minutes become hours when you wait, hope and regret.
And I'm...
The sharpest witness of movements under the new year's sun.
(On the day, on the day you neglected us under the sun)
So will I ever have,
(So will I ever have stars on the bottom of a lost universe)
The largest vision of what is changing (what has changed),
And what is done (done for).
So try and hide the sun.
(Try to hide it).
Drag your conscience down.
My forgiveness is over for you left when I most needed hope.