On your own, come back.
give a call, contact.
So alive, sidetracked.
So alone, come back.
Decide.

I don't know,
what to do to show you.
It's something so old-
and its cold, like a stone.

All that's said.
All that's said, could you just shake in a lie?
With a knife in your side.

When you come back to me,
you will be on your knees with wounded hands.
Il tuo voto:
The one that you love.
The one that will hurt you.
The one up above.
Now a cold wind blows,
yeah a cold wind blows.
It's breaking down the line.

The nail in your neck,
the knife in your side.
To which you're devoted.
And you pay your tithe.
The coins will reach your eyes.

The one that is holding,
the keys to your heart.
That's bleeding and breaking.
And there's no alarm.
The claws are in your eyes.

And you come back,
and you wanted.
You'd fight back, but you're haunted.
And you wonder, 'is this the one'.
I am not the one to follow...
Il tuo voto:
Everyone walks alone,
we don't care here we are,
we proclaim the start of...
With false fronts and shattered dreams,

We don't care.. all we are
all we are, is watching
all we are is crazy

We are standing on a road,
on a road to nowhere
There's a place for all of this
They don't care
We don't care
You can't break us down

Everyone walks alone,
we don't care here we are
we proclaim the start of...
With false fronts and shattered dreams

We don't care 'cause all we are
all we are, is watching
all we are is crazy

We are standing on a road,
on a road to nowhere
There's a place for all of this
They don't care
We don't care
You can't break us down
Il tuo voto:
Keep hoarding all your ghosts in fortresses.
It's only rain.
You know when summer's coming all the year.
It's only rain.
Coming around,
the knife takes it's place.
Falling and crawling under.
Brother of mine,
come out from your cave-
you can not be defeated.
Il tuo voto:
Father now,
Listen close.
You have become
Another ghost
Just like me.
Just like me

The flowers fall
From your glass.
The bitter taste.
The girl is back
In dancing lights
In dancing lights.

In dancing lights
The flowers fall.
The bitter taste.
The glass is full.
An empty hand.
An empty hand.

An empty set
Of colors crawl
Through the door
Into the hall.
The knife is dull.
The knife is dull.
Il tuo voto:
common places.
haunted past.
with all the woods now gone,
i knew it wouldnt last.
and all the faces, are question marks.
up and down the street.
looking down the block.

common places.
haunted rooms.
wandering inside.
contemplating doom.
it marks our faces,
when we dont smile.
dont get me out of bed.
i want to lay here a while.

so come another day,
i just cant
the faces are out there
this is your last chance.

you must come out.
Il tuo voto:
sister's gone, a crown of red
you said i missed, a mistake.
in the dark, i thought her you, and shot.
the room was tilting

i hear your voice calling me from a calendar anniversary

wake up empty head
ringing bells
you said you heard her voice here
an eastern wind on branches bare
no moon, no stars, no passing time.

and all you ever wanted was my embrace
rather you stay inside your hiding place

i hear your voice calling me from a calendar anniversary

its februrary you're two years gone and i am lost
its februrary you're two years gone, and here i come

you cannot hide yourself
i'm everywhere
Il tuo voto:
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