Stuck in a foreign land, stuck in a distant place Following the footsteps, to a secret space A body was found with a lily in its hand Pushed from society, pushed too far Rapid movements calling, calling in fast Left with an internal scar
The faceless are walking, the light is calling Covered in a frozen chill, was it the final thrill? Laid into a tomb, planted underground The world stopped spinning, around and round Transparent voices, shrieking in delight Grasping open eyes, made it to the other side
You’ve taken something solid from me Give me something to call my own You sold something inside of me Give me something to call my own
A slight reaction, with no resolution Still in the search for a broken revolution A body was found with a lily in its hand Pushed from society, pushed too far Rapid movements calling, calling in fast Left with an internal scar
You’ve taken something solid from me Give me something to call my own You sold something inside of me Give me something to call my ownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
