Watershed
Album - 28 maggio 2008 - Debaser id 481249

The liquid is in your throat
One hopeless delight

After all you fell in love with death,
Life has aborted.
All you've had and all you became,
The night is calling, you pray for it.

A barren waste is your land
Your crops, they were sown to die

The skin is a mirror
The eyes hollow with ignorance
Health runs from your lips
Tucked in and safe in a world of sleep

All those years caring for a liar
A benefit road that is winding higher
You're a moth too close to the fire

You are stuck in a route of confusion
Changing and waiting and seeking the truth of it all

Fleeing your sorrows
Pushing your spirit away

The weakness of the psyche
A whisper from the heart of evil luring them all into despair
Resenting the goods of a savior

And cries out
For the restless will also die

A selection culled from the damned, drawing a lifeline of one
A friend died in your room and sought the birth of a follower

O brother, you are a killer and you target yourself
I wish you had never come back for us to see the beckoning end

And the pride of a mother brought flaws in a mother's son
And the love from a father was used by a father's son

Overheard us talking in a smoke of lost hope
The language of a parting so clear and so true
Overheard us talking

I, once upon a time
Carried a burden inside
I sung a last goodbye
A broken rhyme I had underlined
There's an ocean of sorrow in you

A sorrow in me

I saw a movement in their eyes
That said I no longer knew the way
I had given up the ghost
A passive mind submit to fear
And the wait for redemption at hand

Waiting to fail

Failing again

If death should take me now
Count my mistakes and let me through
Whisper in my ear
You have taken more than we've received
And the ocean of sorrow is you

I, lost all I had (that April day),
I, turned to my friends (nothing to say),
I, wrote down a name (and read it twice),
I, wallowed in shame.

I, said that I love (eternal schemes),
I, cling to my past (like childish dreams)
I, promised to stay (and held my breath)
I, went far away.

I see blood spilled 'neath my feet,
Lead me through wastelands of deceit,
Rest your head now, don't you cry,
Don't ever ask the reason why

Kept inside our idle race
Grow seven idols, false embrace
Rest your head now don't you cry
Don't ever ask the reasons why.

Two years In your heart One moment of doubt Two lives Torn apart One second from now Held him In your arms Your fever subside Always safe from harm Kept demons inside Still you always start runnin' Touch the light From the moon Some way mother cried Left us space here