My descent is going fast
My desert is going brushed
All of this I can bear
All of this except that
You've said it to falsify
That sign is quite clear
The sign is not clean
You've said you've not time
Tonight...it's just tomorrow
And when sugar gets taken
Like concrete gets cracked
And it makes mould too
That's black, not grey
When snow gets smashed
When people's depressed
I will be praying for
A sign to falsify
The sin is not done
Maybe is not thought
Sure i won't see
Sure i won't understand
Until the night comes
And when sugar gets taken
Like concrete gets cracked
And it makes mould too
That's black, not grey
When snow gets smashed
When people's depressed
And prays somegod
To reveal the deal
When the sicks get died
And you see it everyday
Want to cover your mouth
Or blind your thought
So turning back
Close your eyes
Never praying for
A sign to falsify (x5)
What you're waiting is the hell (xX)
1 | Grey (Anthracite) |
2 | Epic Synth |
3 | One Third |
4 | Icon Of Confusion (Sound Idylls) |
5 | I Know |
6 | Funebra |
7 | N Age |
8 | Blessed |
9 | Dawn |
10 | Picture |