Screaming colours, covered the world Neon flashes, cities of gold Empty faces, heads with no eyes Fiercly trying to see the sky
Restless watchers, guarding us Keep us safe, from our minds They're keeping us blind men from regaining our sight 'Couse seeying is dangerous, the light is too sharp
There's no heaven, there's no hell Word of God's a fairytale Payed with some gliters, we sell our souls While demons are stronger than ever before
We've turned our dreams into fakes Our steel has been covered with rust But yet we're still willing to pay For watching our souls come to dust
We've turned our dreams into fakes Our steel has been covered with rust But yet we're still willing to pay For watching our souls come to dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
