When the darkness brings the cold To draw me under I am caught between The chapters of a dream Something is reaching out and My entire world is crumbling And it whispers that I am The chosen one… Can you hear me…?
When the night begins to fall I watch the shadows growing tall Feeding my insomnia Like a fly on the wall
I’m asleep but wide awake A nightmare on repeat In the haze I sense The purpose of my soul We are all born to leave a Scar deep in the hearts of many But can I really trust that I’m The chosen one Can you hear me…?
When the night begins to fall I watch the shadows growing tall Feeding my insomnia Like a fly on the wall When the night begins to fall I hear a thousand voices call Chasing my insanity Like a fly on the wall
My wide eyed confidence Still echoes in mind A bright white prophecy Protector of the light
When the night begins to fall I watch the shadows growing tall Feeding my insomnia Like a fly on the wall When the night begins to fall I hear a thousand voices call Chasing my insanity Like a fly on the wallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
