Seraphim Lying in your pale skin Whisper low God forbid they hear our woes Holes in the ground and we're bound to fall in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing
Glass eye, see through the lies they tell Sit alone wicked wish on our tongues Holes in the wall where the ice creeps in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing To be seen not heard is a worrying thing
So we stand Drinking up the last of the light Common ground watch it disappear Holes in the sky where the night slips in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing
Sеraphim Dancing in the way you did Whisper low, god forbid they hеar our woe Holes in the ground and we're bound to fall in To be seen not heard is a worrying thing To be seen not heard is a worrying thing
Why do you hold your head so low?.. Why do you hold your head so low?..
Take me far away from the crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Take me far away from the crowds, oh the maddening crowds Maddening crowds CrowdsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
