Knives

(альбом: Minus The Machine - 2012)

Counting sheep's never reach
Sound asleep fantasies
Suck me dry
Insomnia

Settle in sedatives
Silence these sirens
I am uncomfortably numb

Requiems serenade
Chariots carrying
All who fall from grace

Hang hallowed halos
Where shallow graves grow
Too old to die young

Surrender to find serenity
Never fret why the dead don't fly
Now venture into obscurity
Severing sanity

Pay the price
With the souls of the innocent
Spill the blood of another lamb

Paralyzed
By the sins of a guilty man
Dirty hands playing God again

Bible bruised black and blue
Karma comes overdue
Conscience now constantly runs

Counting sheep's never reach
Sound asleep fantasies
Suck me dry
Insomnia

Settle in sedatives
Silence these sirens
I am uncomfortably numb

Surrender to find serenity
Never fret why the dead don't fly
Now venture into obscurity
Severing sanity

Pay the price
With the souls of the innocent
Spill the blood of another lamb

Paralyzed
By the sins of a guilty man
Dirty hands playing God again

Coma white keep counting time?
Cutting like knives, you were cutting like knives

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead fly
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead fly
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead fly
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead fly
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up dead fly
Dead fly

Pay the price
With the souls of the innocent
Spill the blood of another lamb

Paralyzed
By the sins of a guilty man
Dirty hands playing God again

Coma white keep counting time?
Cutting like knives, you were cutting like knives