I clipped off my claws, in defense of my weary eyes And I have been one acquainted with the night This is the last pinnacle left to face An indefinite statement of time I have been one acquainted with the night Dark ends darkness; man ends mankind
No, there is no dawn [x2]
This silent rock is turning black [x2]
Opaque from the ceaseless
Our final cause is yours [x2]
The traveled street is a vein of blood And we will rest amongst its whisper Our sleep amongst the dirt and grey Our sleep amongst the earthly day
Life in a broken glass; drink from the shards Forgive us of our blasphemies In passing time our souls will stand ajar Wider than the sky, that is what we are
Time is surely a loaded gun For it has the power to kill Without the power to die
I have been one acquainted with the night [x3]
Life in a broken glass; drink from the shards Forgive us of our blasphemies In passing time our souls will stand ajar Wider than the sky, that is what we are
Opaque from ceaseless [x2]
From the ceaseless [x2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
