Here's the place made to abide
Frigid kin that's here to cry
Here now talks the voice of thee so awe the melting gold
Thirsty blooms they're mere for death
Dreams lift wounds that needs no past
Mock the sound of massive bells,
collide describing words
We don't need to ply for thee
Anger needs not to be seen...
that's misery that walks inside of me
To cry without been seen
We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great
Blow leaves away
Seize the voice of crawling springs
Storm of eyegaze falls on our feet
These now lock the amnesty of angels dressing blood
Thorns arise from tears of death
Dirty groans fulfill the fact
Learning how to move again
in these rooms of deadly wolves
There's no need to be alike
There's no rush to stay on feet...
it's misery that walks inside of me
To cry without been seen
We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To compromise this, far too great
Blow leaves away
I will turn it away when I see you
I will turn it away when I feel you
I will turn it away when I dream you
I will turn it away when I kill you
We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great
We'll seize the day
So we're far from madness rage
Then wind will say
To wash this ground that's far too great
Far too great
Far too great
Far too great
Throw dreams away