Dull windows Deliver no lights Under the soft cinders The dimming of life
We crawl in cold canyons Deep cuts between The giants still standing Over rabid ravines
Still city sleeps In sheets of ash and snow Grey sky it weeps Over the fading glow
Are we the lucky ones? Clinging onto life Are we the lucky ones? Ducking out of the lines of sight? The last few leaves Waiting to fall Seems fortune’s frozen for us all
Grave journeys Keep taking their toll All of these small mercies Congeal in the cold
State of the dead empire Submit to the grip Of all these bred vampires A grim leadership
Unstable cells In concrete veins still surge All of us wear The scars of nature's purge
Are we the lucky ones? Clinging onto life Are we the lucky ones? Ducking out of the lines of sight Dividing one by one Finding favour on the edge of the knife Are we the lucky ones? Clinging on Clinging on to life
The last few leaves Waiting to fall Seems fortune’s frozen for us allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
