Song | Awake and Dead |
Artist | Andralls |
Album | Inner Trauma |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Black clouds are confusing closed eyes | |
Tell me about your day of tomorrow | |
A pillow of stone, fire on bed | |
Inside twilight, true nightwares | |
And you woke up dead | |
Reality is bad | |
Going to nowhere | |
Wake up from your terrible imagination | |
Blow against the flames | |
that give you scars | |
Like a puppet on an evil scythe | |
Crawl to hell´s gate | |
Don´t change your mind | |
Falling into an abyss | |
Disgrace reminds of premotition | |
Victim of the night, demolition | |
Answers were given, no return | |
Sorrow, excuses, it doesn´t work | |
Invaded by infectors in your blood | |
to kill you slowly | |
Enigma of an old cursed prophecy | |
to be discovered | |
Eternal punishment | |
To the slavery I give my hands |
Black clouds are confusing closed eyes | |
Tell me about your day of tomorrow | |
A pillow of stone, fire on bed | |
Inside twilight, true nightwares | |
And you woke up dead | |
Reality is bad | |
Going to nowhere | |
Wake up from your terrible imagination | |
Blow against the flames | |
that give you scars | |
Like a puppet on an evil scythe | |
Crawl to hell s gate | |
Don t change your mind | |
Falling into an abyss | |
Disgrace reminds of premotition | |
Victim of the night, demolition | |
Answers were given, no return | |
Sorrow, excuses, it doesn t work | |
Invaded by infectors in your blood | |
to kill you slowly | |
Enigma of an old cursed prophecy | |
to be discovered | |
Eternal punishment | |
To the slavery I give my hands |
Black clouds are confusing closed eyes | |
Tell me about your day of tomorrow | |
A pillow of stone, fire on bed | |
Inside twilight, true nightwares | |
And you woke up dead | |
Reality is bad | |
Going to nowhere | |
Wake up from your terrible imagination | |
Blow against the flames | |
that give you scars | |
Like a puppet on an evil scythe | |
Crawl to hell s gate | |
Don t change your mind | |
Falling into an abyss | |
Disgrace reminds of premotition | |
Victim of the night, demolition | |
Answers were given, no return | |
Sorrow, excuses, it doesn t work | |
Invaded by infectors in your blood | |
to kill you slowly | |
Enigma of an old cursed prophecy | |
to be discovered | |
Eternal punishment | |
To the slavery I give my hands |