Is this desperation or a revelation? Erratic actions, the means to an end An abrupt chance to redefine What we all expect
The more questions, the clearer the doubt Though everything else seems clearer Can you see the difference? The attainable - the unreachable Blurring the line, all decency denied
Hear the tongues of blackened silver As your golden bonds start to break I won't let you be divided I won't let you be torn to shreds
A furtive twist nails the shackles to the ground Confined to a corner we find ourselves crashing down
The more questions unanswered, the more we drown
Hear the tongues of blackened silver As your golden bonds start to break I won't let you be divided I won't let you be torn to shreds I won't let you fall apart on me I won't let you be torn to shreds
See ahead in the distance Just a bit of diffusion On the rear view mirror [x2] As you stare to the back of your mind Which is the illusion?
Hear the tongues of blackened silver As your golden bonds start to break I won't let you be divided I won't let you be torn to shreds I won't let you fall apart on me I won't let you be torn to shreds
What will become of all of this? [x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
