An impotent echo Wilting leaves on the last tree Your tree A whisper Ringing like thunder in my ears And yet all that's left is silence
Giving in to the raging maelstrom The tides crush every hope for Salvation left within me My ship is on a course No return, no land in sight Waves crashing down around me Praying won't make it stop Every second I am pulled ever closer To the eye of the storm
A whisper Ringing like thunder in my ears And yet all that's left is silence Wilting leaves on the last tree Your tree Another dark cloud approaching I'm holding on for my dear life I have no more strength to give No more life left in me A glimpse of light there in the Distance But it's so far away Every second I am pulled ever closer To the eye of the stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
