Testo di Delusive

The ground is shaking, the fever breaks Driven to the edge by what it takes Blood on the linen, a blinding light We face the monster in the dead of night Hold your breath, the world will spin The final battle is about to begin Adrenaline rushing, a crimson tide Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide The screaming sirens, the crushing strain A relentless storm of iron and rain Push through the void, tear down the gate This is the moment where empires fall A quiet cry The storm goes cold A tiny smile to embrace The fog arrives, the air is still I stand alone upon this hill Lost in this blind, delusive peace I pray the quiet will never cease The hurricane has passed away But in the fog, the echoes stay So calm, so still