Slowly they crept inside her tender mind Haunting whispers performing lies Shadows they create, calling to the dark The devil mocks a woe Candles prepared for the funeral
Spiralling deeper into the void Eyes closed, still awake Gazing at the clock through the days Counting the hours when they arrive Sudden laughter turns into tears Crestfallen, fate of the the weak
Lost in the abyss of the mind An endless maze of riddles Futile phobias, caught in the stormiest of weathers A mere puppet in a perverted show One night in silence, utopia Reverie of eternal sleep
If you decide to join the ghosts in this gloomy night I'll lay on your grave until the roses die Could you deny the remedy wakes us all inside If you despise the calling of the dying light
Struggling out of the shades Are they gone, have they faded? Dead leaves is all I hear First signs of the fall Rejuvenate, regenerate life into this heart
One night in silence, utopia Voices are calling And shadows devour me Always proposing To concede this fight
If you decide to join the ghosts in this gloomy night l'Il lay on your grave until the roses die Could you deny the remedy wakes us all inside If you despise the calling of the dying lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
