Dark the days begin to grow With nothing more to show A sense I’ve lost my grip on all I know Where I hide begs me to stay This temple’s in decay What more to see? The tomb calls to me
When alone I know my place All suffering erased I turned my back on every chance I waste When belief is stripped away Only fear remains What more to see? The tomb calls to me It screams for me
Where will I go twisted in need Deep is the thorn that poisons me Voices remain honest and clear Freedom they whisper as sorrow nears
Imprisoned in a cage I cannot feel Elusive is the change I need to heal Shadows gather round Bringing misery unbound And an offering of more beyond the mortal sound
Struggling against what drags me down Another day is swallowed by the ground Looking past the pain In the moment I remain Should I answer when the tomb is calling out my name
Where will I go twisted in need Deep is the thorn that poisons me Voices remain honest and clear Freedom they whisper as sorrows nearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
