Songtext von A Number To Murder To

As the smoke retreating through the snow An open door Footprints trailed by crimson life no more The skin is cold Searchlights beam to the coast And ohh Falls with the tide low Thoughts from your killer dance my way Thoughts from your killer dance my way Way Way Way Marble stones are cast across the shore Are colorful Tales of men who braved the sea alone Are coming home I don't know where did you go But ohh Feels like a lost soul Thoughts from your killer dance my way Thoughts from your killer dance my way Way Way Way