Invited we walk through scattered bones The remains of the wicked Left to mingle with the unknown In the garden, left behind all I once knew I can't say I'm not excited at the thought that I'll soon be passing through And I know that these are just words
Lies I tell myself when I'm alone at night And there's no one there to answer my prayers My communion of the wicked. Will this night be my last
The ground is stained, a fallen lark Where trembling shadows lie The dream is lost still I'm not awake If I could only close my eyes And reach the other side of fear We wear the mark of innocence in vain... We tell ourselves these lies to hide the shame And we'll soon be passing through
Lies I tell myself when I'm alone at night And there's no one there to answer my prayers My communion of the wicked. Will this night be my last
Our time is closing in We are never to return And now we say goodbye As tomorrow drifts away...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
