Torrential storms and bouts of rain Steering us toward unwelcome terrain Fits of howling and flashes of light Coursing shivers through cascading night
Towards the day when the spirit sinks away
Heads were bowed and fists were clenched Somewhere on the floor of this cold, dark room Revelry's play is misery's way, the siren song for the souls led astray
Sirens sing as the body sinks away
Grasping the sides of this raft to stay afloat Cold eyes gleaming, cruel and remote
“Your misery carries you down You'd do just as well to drown You're nowhere near the shore So you needn't swim anymore”
The air was so thick and sodden Throats caked in years of ash and dirt Speaking is breathing in gusts of the dead Was it for you that I forged on ahead
Towards the day when the spirit sinks away
With the turgid weight of this sacrament I ask for nothing but mere remembrance
“Your misery carries you down You'd do just as well to drown You're cuffed in there like a clown When you shouldn't be making a sound”
Upon my fall, the sky shone so bright In luminescent and eventual white
A cavern of clouds arching so far above The antithetical yearning for the age of love
Down, the body drifts down Think nothing of this as I quietly drownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
