Lost ones Whisper in your head Loved ones Guiding you off the land
Let them in And hear them out Their distant voices Calling you out from the ocean
But if you hear The fading cries Of every departed You'll never set foot again Near the Ocean Among the tormented souls of the overwhelmed
Locked doors, on your way back The engine roar calms your fright Blocked road, you grind to a halt Two silhouettes in your headlights
The stereo turns on And gives out a sigh The figure's heads dissolve You switch to reverse and look behind A fleshless elder, passenger-side Screams in terror Commanding you to drive right back To the ocean
Either too open or too close You heard their despair Now their trauma sticks with you Right into your head
Mind sore, a pill will help to deny Another shift to get by One corpse, dead on arrival No folks to identify
Reaching the door, the corner of your eye Catch a glimpse of his soul hovering by the ceiling light Pissed off, he moans a threatening cry A lot of us will drown if you don't get your carcass back To the Ocean
Eyes closed, lying in the dark You try to silence their cries Dead thoughts crashed into your mind A thousand stones leave their mark
Surrounded but alone, there's nowhere to hide Your pockets filled with stones The single note you left behind Death from above, the sky falls apart Death form below, the only way to make them stop Is the Ocean
Among the tormented souls of the overwhelmed Where the unfitted souls meet the underworldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
