Save me now from this plane Liquefy my hatred Give us shelter from the rain Embrace your safety heading through the fog Floating in a dream Awaken from the torment We are obscene
Floating now in a dream Holding back the urge to scream
Winds befall endlessly Beating at a figure Shout into the heartless gray "What's next to conquer?" Heading through the fog Floating in a dream Awaken from the torment We are obscene
Unconquerable now we're salting the earth
I foresee the end complete Ritually engulfed in suffering Walk with me through fields of greed Perpetually enslaved to selfish need
Will we find solace when we know the truth? Will it bring us peace, or piece of mind? Now bringing out our weakness; devotion absolute Staring blankly at an empty sky
Unconquerable now we're salting the earth Habitual, lifeless and born without worth
I foresee the end complete Ritually engulfed in suffering Walk with me through fields of greed Perpetually enslaved to selfish need Born to suffering Walk through fields of greed nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
