| Lyrics: | Hidden in shadows of light, when the curtain's pulled
looked at with eyes sayings all, about
direfulness
Should have preferred the comfort of nondisclosure
Slayed by
pre-existence
Sweetheart, come here, touch me, I'm still me
the making of lies is not
all to decline
I've been there
I've touched it
don't neglate my mind, do trust
it
what's sacred to you has been put through my spine
Waiting for the verdict inwrought
with secrecy
generative thoughts, from another dying bred:
All we see and all seem is but a
dream
and darkness weaves with many shades
Sector senseless, your
stagnant
Unabashed
Illdisposed
a shapeless ghost convoking me
Inside the
church of nonbelievers I find myself
peacedecievers, my private hell
All the answers layed
down to me
by higher power showing ways to victory
Deficient as a heathen, in terms of
fortitude
singing out the dirge relieving me for you
All we know just goes to show our inner
glow
and darkness weaves with many shades
sector senseless, your stagnant
Her
gracious smile at mine
Sweetheart, come here, touch me, I'm still me
the making of lies
is not all to decline
I've been there
I've touched it
don't neglate my mind, do trust
it
what's sacred to you has been put through my spine |
