He couldn't get out of bed in the morning He thought it was just a drag So into his hollow mind he was calling, into his hollow mind March on you fools
From the backroom of my head I hear you shout Through my animated state and sheets of late I do my best to stay alive but from the backroom of my head
Feel, my hands are turning cold Time will fill this endless void As the fires light the sky At safe distance I see fear Chasing my deliverance I cross
There's a maze Of nights and days You don't fear the time Stars and sky define the road And they clear our sight I will be your eyes and ears Walk with
Birds of prey are soaring higher Baiting their hooks The more they fade Dangling their lines The grimmer it looks Transparent creatures Pollute the
There?s a way, just walk the line Keep your direction And read the signs Just play the game or fade away Make your confessions and book a ride Now that