There is a shadow on my wall that's looking back at me. It cares not if I am alone, its eyes they follow me. It lurks behind me when I'm weak, lurks behind me when I'm strong, enveloped in the darkness that's been there all along. Wreaking havoc on my fate, manipulating time, its rockets rushing towards the end of the line.
If this is the end then one more time let's go. A dance with the devil is the only dance I know.
There is a voice inside my head; it's whispering to me. It's telling me to lose control to set my demons free. It comforts me when I am weak, serenades me when I'm strong. Begging to fuel the anger that's been there all along. Quietly confides in me, "I'm preparing for war." Is it time for us to settle the score?
If this is the end then one more time lets go. A dance with the devil is the only dance I know. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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