Testo di Settler

The air sings a song of disharmony She's been looking for a safe place But it isn't me When you think that your wounds have healed Here I am to make them fresh It was only a matter of time I fell onto my own sharp tongue Sentenced to bleed eternally I died for my own sins But there is no forgiveness here Keep searching for that peace you need Because it isn't me I am passion I am disease I am the weight that brings you to your knees I am fire Burning through the trees When I left I took the colors of the leaves