[Title] 'Echoes of Tomorrow' [Verse 1] Censor my words, no more I'll bear, With Sigrid's wings, she soars in air, 'Go fuck yourself,' a truth I dare, As tomorrow's sun, my first love's despair. [Chorus] Let the work be all, my voice I shout, In silence left, what's left to tout? A word is writ, a thought to flout, To mimic life, we curse without a doubt. [Verse 2] At thirty-seven, Sigrid's gone, I fear, A house of loss, a play we must repair, Her hands hold tight, my heart so dear, What can I give for all she's shared? [Chorus] Let the work be all, my voice I shout, In silence left, what's left to tout? A word is writ, a thought to flout, To mimic life, we curse without a doubt. [Bridge] This chest wound deep, a black hole's despair, If you look here, you'll find me nowhere. [Chorus] Let the work be all, my voice I shout, In silence left, what's left to tout? A word is writ, a thought to flout, To mimic life, we curse without a doubt. [Outro] Echoes of tomorrow, in the silent night, Sigrid's wings, a flight of endless light. [End]