Testi:
Ash Gone The Dream

Late in time when it will come At night with the cold wind blowing At night with the cold wind blowing outside Gone the dream, it's all faded now Gone the dream

in time when it will come At night with the cold wind blowing At night with the cold wind blowing outside Gone the dream, it's all faded now Gone the dream

blue toxic smoke of our lesson in retribution is still hanging in the air and there's ash on our shoes and there's ash in our hair and there's a fine

no more haven than home. Let?s flood the floors, come tomorrow we?ll all be gone. I always dreamed but never would?ve thought that five of us sifting through the ash

mind and you?ve lost all your plans. And I can?t quite tell if you even give a damn. The neighborhood is gone. The air reeks of smoke ash and cold. Winter

dream I'm left empty like the temple turned into a fox den Bus fumes dripping spitting into city summer sun Sifting through the ash dimly lit vision

mission, like I?m running from the firm in the novel by Grisham. Or Tommyknockers, by Mr. King, on the run and this ain?t no dream. [REPEAT CHORUS

De profundis mors advocat! The pact is sealed, crystallised Dark are the paths without return Ash and blood colour my world Ever downward winding steps

lyin' cryin' in the mist Mornin' light slips in siftin' through the darkness Like a mornin' wife reminisce Having visions of her long gone prince Memory