Fading light the turn of time There’s nothing left Dead embrace Follow the darkness Stray from sight And make the call Your loving might Fall to your knees
Praise us for we bring you to life Praise us for we're your dying light
In our twilight hours we cling to this fatal act of breathing Engulfed by silence suffocated by darkness embraced by the everlasting night
We are the idols to the blind like thunder to the deaf A cry from the mute and the first of a dying breath taken without mercy
The candid decadence of man's proliferation Spewing forth the degradation fills inside our lungsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
