Whispering Sons piosenki

in one second it becomes a still life shutting in and shutting out and I know I’m racing myself to the point of no return they move so slowly when they’re not afraid and I just keep moving at a different rate it’s a kind of stillness, I can’t relate...

in this scene of disordered senses in this scene of disordered senses I try to relive I’ll take my chances I hang my head down and I’m shaking I hang my head down and I’m wasted I know it’s over my time is over it’s a sea of heated bodies it’s a sea...

it’s been a pretty fight despite being motionless caressing casualties feel tragedy in their fingers the tragedy in their minds disguised by emptiness flawing precision a momentary weakness they say it’s good to feel shiver shed some tears I’m cr...

in this blank night I’ll see their blank faces mutating into something that’s even less they drain the city, dry the pools of consciousness they drain the city, dry the pools of consciousness how are you feeling? good how are you feeling? good and the...

it’s barren land and hollow men chanting children holding hands and they dance I’ve been here for too long but there’s straw inside my head an artificial stillness but the wind still cuts like glass and this desert’s turning cold a deserted kingdom...

they take me to the end of myself they take me to the end I don’t see what they see in myself I don’t see what they see how much I like to transgress the sanctity of this scenery obliterate the imagery that hangs over me like a gown and all the whi...

nervous laughter nervous laughter nervous laughter surrounding me it’s a pressing silence depressing silence in which words resonate like bare fists bashing the gates my bare fists embrace the bricks my bare fists embrace the bricks the streets blee...

everything drifts in and out of time nothing stays nothing ever changes and I wanted to give you all but there was nothing left to give I read your skin then I tore it off it’s a bare future lying ahead of us but please don’t say it was a waste o...

subtle as a ghost you surround the very space I’m in determine the shape I’m in and I’m faced with a sudden scare it’s everywhere subtle as a ghost you derange this maze I’m in agitate this race I’m in and I’m faced with a sudden scare it’s every...

fragile figure don’t speak the texture of your words tortures me deep blue desert desperate idea the pleasure of her touch tortures me surging blood boiling streets the pressure of my thoughts tortures me I can’t see I can’t see I won’t accept...