Bella Morte "Last Days" |
In this place the winds blow colder And the nights are long I fear your life will soon be over Like a fading song [chorus] The cries, a scream to reach the sky Will we all die, before the sun can rise? I hear their cries, a scream to reach the sky Will we all die, before the sun can rise? I hear their cries And your face seems somehow altered Something swims below If I live to be much older I fear I'll be alone For your stare speaks something so insane And I know you won't be saved tonight [chorus] x2 Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |