(Breaking news: after another successful raid, we can confirm the capture of 15 changelings, presumed to be directly involved in the recent siege. Authorities ask the public to report strange activity or behavior and to remain vigilant. )
Fleeting images, before my eyes they pass, Broken bones, bleeding on the grass While I'm healed of all but the phantom pains The memories still remain.
And I'm blessed since I crawled away Though the hunter is now the prey Though the hunger my will betrays.
I've lost all that I've ever loved Bot lived to suffer another day.
I change my form to hide my scars, I keep running, don't know how far. The visions haunt me, By day I fake reprieve But at night, they're all I see.
My sisters, my brothers, They're falling, they're falling Into the ground.
Screaming, they're crying, Their voices are fading Then there's no sound.
I'm sobbing, I'm waking, The Moon is spectating. I run to a new town.
It's been weeks now, oh how the panic lasts. Us and them, caught in frantic dance. I avert my eyes, they scrutinize my frame, They don't ask, I don't give a name.
They keep catching us, Or so the newcasts say, Broken by hunger, The weak from safety stray.
Their fate I share but with delay Even now I waste away.
My vision blurs, my stomach churns, I crack and falter, cue despair. My world is fading, I'm well aware As I fall I utter one last prayer.
For the survivors, the few there are, For those fallen, watching from afar, If I must join them, I pray for dignity Instead my nightmares are all I see.
My sisters, my brothers, They're falling, they're falling Into the ground.
Screaming, they're crying, Their voices are fading Then there's no sound.
I'm sobbing, I'm waking, The Moon is spectating. Looks like I've been found...
Changelings, they greet me, They clothe and they feed me, They say I'm safe and sound.
They trust me completely For their plan they need me, I promise to stick around.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
