Knut - Descent Тексты

Belief
I believe in
I'll lower my head down on my knees

Belief
It's a loose ground to walk on
Come to me praise the blade
Shine it finely carved

Clever disguise bear the mark
The plan engraved inside
Hang on to their line
Fists and feet tied rise

Step on the ladder
Step ahead dive
Rise step ahead
Meet your sun dive

Just one step next
Stuck in their nest
Dragged along the line
Not a trace left