No strength left to carry on Fading into the shadow I've become Aching bones dragged down by a heavy heart Exhausted from traveling far
Shine like the stars on an otherwise starless night Like a Pulsar aimed as a guiding light A cosmic lighthouse near a treacherous shore Warning vessels of those that came before that ran aground
I am the Night Sky, a star amongst a starless night A cloak smothering all glimmer of hope The final harbour, the end of the rope
Our Patron Saints of melancholy Your effigy clenched in my weary hands Following the spiral down to the absolute Our Saint wants what our Saint demands
Shine like the stars on an otherwise starless night Like Polaris as my slowly withering guiding light All adversaries may think they have won the war But we're not going down without a fight
No one shines like you anymore
I am the Night Sky A star amongst a dead starry night A cloak smothering all glimmer of hope The final harbour, the end of the ropeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
