Testo di Float

A burning bridge in the wake of silence Crossing the rivers of liquid ice The spiral virtue sentenced with the virus Led by temptation and the echoing words A final reflection the firestarter's on the run Playing hide and seek inside this maze of oblivion A vultures' feast on the doorsteps to serenity Tiny streams of magma dripping through the shallow graves Gifted with the pawns of nothingness The void's embrace a fatal delight A leaden fly on the way to the moon On the rise yet drowning Entangled in this infinite trawl Floating the deserted oceans Sanctified is this irregular quest And I dream of dying Alone I wait for my bride Now I cannot explain These words of pain To you my dying friend