Leeches behold you bleed our daylight faces Bastard screams puncture my thundernight A sickle smile crafting words with a firetongue My sanity is cast to the worms
And it's over before it's under (The creation of nothingness) They beckon you with a siren's call Hedon heralds of the downward spiral
Point me to the sky, let me know Directions in which I should go Now's the time, read the signs, follow and prepare new adventures for the mind Until the echoes of the stormbreed have gone
You know your time is wasted, be honest with me I'll take what's mine, give it back to me Piece of mind, tranquility My ears don't listen, they're so full of soil In this peaceful prison, what's become of my life
(Point me to the sky,) let me know Directions in which I should go Now's the time, read the signs, follow and prepare new adventures for the mind Until the echoes of the stormbreed have goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
