Surrounded - Son Lux

I am not my father’s son

I don’t belong to anyone

You’re losing yourself

Slowly disappearing

Already gone, endless

You’re losing yourself

Slowly disappearing

Caught in a scream, soundless

I am not my father’s son

I am not anyone anymore

You’re losing yourself

Slowly disappearing

Caught in a scream, soundless

History deletes itself

We’re holding on to something else

History deletes itself

We’re holding on to something else

History deletes itself

We’re holding on to something else