Songtext von Sin Eater

The skies are turning gray, and the grass is dry The widows close and the chandeliers going out, everything seems lifeless No soul dares to wander around Life flows slow like a sea Hear the sound of the storm Bringing the suffering of sinners who beg Spare my life Spire my life The skies are turning gray, and the grass is dry The widows close and the chandeliers going out, everything seems lifeless No soul dares to wander around Life flows slow like a sin When the sounds and lights dissolve your hazy mind Living nothing inside Maybe this is your salvation From your dreams to reality, he will never die But you have to fight The sin eater will arrive Necessary macules on the way up here Illusions coming from despair and fear Our poison is powerful, losing our dignity Life flows slow like a sin When the sounds and the lights dissolve your hazy mind Living nothing inside Maybe this is your salvation From your dreams to reality, he will never die But you have to figth The sin eater will arrive