Upon seas of starvation Cast away and confused Where no beacon can pervade the mist But I have set sail to harder storms
The wind roars thunder And whispers the word of wolves Hunger
Dearest vile Lay your ears to the voice of the wind Like a familiar stranger Who has overstayed his welcome
I craft my doom The daily world fell dead to me The seas of starvation flood in my name I craft my doom and burst into tears
A stream, an ocean, a dead-end in tears
The tongue used in prayer Makes murder sound so sensual A kiss with a searing pain From a mouth that urges oceans to rise
The hopeless sail abandoned Downwards drowning always deeper In the blink of an eye swept from the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
