In a dream, I hear you whispering
A drift, a secret thrill that speaks
But the claim of devils and angels just
sounds the same to me
A drift, a secret thrill that speaks
But the claim of devils and angels just
sounds the same to me
I see years ahead but I'm scared to blink
And dusks and dawns won't mean a thing
And we get lost in a primal greed
a storm of want that buries skin and sin
a storm of want that buries skin and sin
Guide me to you, scream for me
With the voice of thousand ghosts
And the soul of million years old
You stand there as my mirage
Embodying the prophecy
The desilusion and the belief
Through the avalanche
In an echo far off, I hear you damning
The hunger outweighing the guilt
And the relief seeing reason being
engulfed by touch and feels
The silence of god leaving us to decide
To break down or break free in the paradise
Love coaxed us into just to see our
souls being left to die
When our promises echo in the sky
And we hear them thundering down
Soft wishes that settle gently in the mind
And things we only know now
In a reverie, you wake from a nightmare
Of world endings and damnations
To kiss the devil you came to know
So we won't feel this pain anymore
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