Life, bring her back to life Bring her back Eyes like glass stare from a prison Drag her to the makeshift altar Time, we're running out of time We're running
Spell to cast, she once has risen Blood has gelled The veins have ruptured
Today we're bound to conjure from the grave Today we vow to summon her the proper way
In the field of immortality What we see, will it be real? Come follow me Into the center of the field To begin construction In the field of immortality Will she rise, will she be healed? A hollow tree Marks the hallowed ground In the field for her reconstruction
Tonight, bring her back tonight Bring her back Lightning strikes with such precision Our efforts cannot falter Light, we're running out of light We're running Torches ablaze transfer infliction Shadow of a body restructured
Today we're bound to conjure from the grave Today we vow to summon her the proper way
In the field of immortality, What we see, will it be real? Come follow me Into the center of the field To begin construction
In the field of immortality Will she rise, will she be healed? A hollow tree Marks the hallowed ground In the field for her reconstruction
Another page, another passage Recite the lost one Taken from the book of the dead Smudging the sage, crumble to ashes Waving the wand up, the smoke will Cleanse, immortal life
So take this bottle Pour it, come what may Waiting for a chain reaction Absolve her, pray
In the field of immortality What we see, will it be real? Come follow me Into the center of the field To begin construction In the field of immortality Will she rise, will she be healed? A hollow tree Marks the hallowed ground In the field for her reconstruction In the field, in the field, in the field In the field of, in the field of In the field of In the field of immortality
In the field of immortality Will she rise, will she be healed? A hollow tree Marks the hallowed ground In the field for her reconstructionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
