Lyrics
fill on the 'chill'-part is incorrect. There might be 6 5something wrong with the guitars during that part as "
and during the 'Build-up'. Mad respect for Textures. Ÿ The wind, it unfolds me I
me to the fields of no conceit A thousand piercing voices Cutting through the white noise as it Drains m
am Merely a cloud that is drifting By the trail of raindrops Falling on their frozen faces Something inside
ops bleeding from my eyes My eyes ache from outside I must resist My flesh is weak This spoken word that guide
