Through the silence I could feel the flames becoming A warning of danger of losing all my sanity Leaving behind every piece of every Me. Despite my hopes and all my dreams My ghostly mind is still a grave of darkened memories I still hide, alive, but life, isn't it just a struggle? To die free before you leave this world you dreamed.
The morning after The silence strikes like drifting time. It's just an abstract of thoughts You hid from the judging eye. Don't feel for nothing the sorrow Is melting into hate. It is upon you don't Be afraid of what you have already become For the moment stay calm let the silence Tear us apart. The bride is at hand Pieces that turned into dust
And the silence never came, turning me adrift, A tiny drop into your darkened waves See your face pale, a moon over the ocean, Trying to be kept unseen by hunting dreams
The spinning Fate, a silent recall Unsought by hunters, of our crimes A flashing knife the smile of a child Dying by our inertness a tear to hide. Furies of our soul let me grieve For the one I lost and let it be oppressive love
My fears: were they anger, A reason to believe? My tears: are they a silent tremor In the crystal breeze? - Why can't you see? The more you believe the life stands still. - Pieces I lost in a dream - How dare you know what is faith? - Pieces I threw in crystal glaring flames.
In the night recall your name The Bride in flames is spinning my fate Is it a part of my very truth? Or just the pieces once I threw? ... Dying into your eyes like ice Throwing a dice. She came to hunt me, The Bride in flames. I am running insane
... Cries, a gaze at your bright eyes, A throwing of dice. My lust is crawling. For how long can I drift and recall?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
