Song | ...In The Mist |
Artist | Shape of Despair |
Album | Shades Of... |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Slow mine feet are, frozen their veins. | |
Still closing helplessly afar, waking the creatures within. | |
I am a lonely traveller, awaiting to sleep eternally. | |
Under those cold woods, as my fall brings them. | |
Shadows of their wings, as howling their pleeds. | |
Wounded, i lay on ground listening their needs | |
It's dark and cold and they fly slowly the way they were told. | |
To feast mine fleshly dreaming. | |
And they know surely, they raped mine soul. |