Matt Elliott - Dust Flesh and Bones

Όταν οι σκιές μεγαλώνουν στούς τοίχους τότε έχουμε ιστορίες να σας πούμε ..
Some things are so dark that woe betide the light that shines on them
I swear to god I thought it was a sign
This shallow grave recedes with every darkened patch of sky
The withered, wearied features start resembling mine
And in the dispara
te clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own

Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
you'll never trust a living soul again

And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own

This is how it feels to be alone, just like we'll die alone

This is how it feels to be alone
This is how it feels to be alone
This is all that we can call our own
Dust flesh and bone
This is how it feels to be alone
Just like we'll die alone

Άλμπουμ: The Broken Man

Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας: 2012

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