Hidden by a decayed-skin. You thought the years had passed you by Sitting on a burial ground You never thought you'd touch the sky
Never thought you'd find yourself Before the waves wash you ashore But now your dreams are fossil-bones And your hopes a silent roar
Even in the darkest days My love for you will hold you tight Shed out your inner machine You must be entirely flesh to fight Hold on to your dreams So precious in the night Minutes before the storm begins Are your wings ready for that flight?
Thorns grow in your heart Thorns around your head Since the day the world has grown cold Your only wish is to be dead
Hidden by a decayed-skin. You thought the years had passed you by Sitting on a burial ground You never thought you'd touch the sky Carve your name upon a tomb-stone You could've made your life complete There is Nowhere to hide No strength to stand up on your feet
Even in the darkest days My love for you will hold you tight Shed out your inner machine You must be entirely flesh to fight Hold on to your dreams So precious in the night Minutes before the storm begins Are your wings ready for that flight?
Every dead thing adores your name Every dead thing loves your fame as insanity of your mind as and like dark clouds fill the sky as the sickness in your soul now your life is fully lost
The pollution in your heart Has already poison your mind And your world has been collapsed But you still forever blindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
