Giving up slowly
underneath the weight of this world
shedding my white wings
watching as the halo burns
if I scream out striking out die out
or if you are haunting
in the end
when we've lost our only trust
we'll turn from angels into dust
till there is nothing, nothing left of us
I can hear the voices from a thousand years
uninvited, living in between my tears
if I scream out striking out die out
or if you are haunting
in the end
when we've lost our only trust
we'll turn from angels into dust
till there is nothing, nothing left of us
in the end
when we've lost our only trust
we'll turn from angels into dust
till there is nothing
in the end
when we've lost our only trust
we'll turn from angels into dust
till there is nothing, nothing left of us