Quasimodo

(альбом: The Amanuensis - 2014)

Falling prints scatter on lost ground
Believers wander without a lead
Burning beside me, a flame to feed
I would be wise to lay in parents of planets sublime
Lost in the fire, concealing the doors, locks of my design!

We know, we're free to go
We're so damn anxious to be
Our own this time (This time, this time)

Save this confirmation until the revelry
Oh, let it all go!

Made far off lost in the desert, unseen
Safer than it seems, no trust can be had between a beast!
And myself!
Faded margins, intuition carries its own weight

We know, we're free to go
We're so damn anxious to be
Our own this time (This time, this time)
Oh, now we know, you're free to go
You're so damn anxious to be
Your own this time (This time, this time)

Who would deny that I can see here next to me
Such a creation that achieves a vile abnormality?
Holding on time, unbound by me
Taken by the mystery
Let it be, let it be
Judging instead by the man inside
Truth can make its way to light
Stupid and blind, who could deny?
Who would deny you're one of me?
One of me

Make it grow
I am inside all of my demons
Who would deny?
Who would deny that I
Could feel afraid or so angry?
Nothing's forsaken, in lather, there is hope
Listen for now
Be the change you're meant to be
Return through the ingress
Who am I to feel this way? (Going on, we'll be okay)
Be the change you're meant to be
Return through the ingress
Who am I to feel this way? (Going on, we'll be okay)