كلمات Painted With Grey

Grind it down Blank canvas it calls me, keeps drawing me to the heat Dilute, dissolve, deconstruct Outpour my soul and surrender it all to you Dilute, dissolve, deconstruct But the edge that I sharpened, made it the target You blunted it and then cut my heart out Dreams of the undefiled To be unobscured I'll hold this pure But I am the sanitised And the well flows To dilute my soul again Dilute, dissolve, deconstruct On top of the world, but the world falls away I'll light up the dark, then you paint it with grey, but I'll stay But this moth is drawn in, the flame is calling me back again Though wings are charred again I'll fly into the fire Now Scrutinise Bastardised Its finalised Idolised Dreams of the undefiled To be unobscured I'll hold this pure But I am the sanitised And the well flows To dilute my soul again Grind it down Dilute, dissolve, deconstruct