The Wild Haunt کے بول

Surely there’s a place for us Surely there’s a place for us Please, leave me out of breath Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us Is there a way to take control of our directives? Please, leave me out of breath Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us Swallowing us Separated from what’s burnt out I am years and miles away from the man that I had wanted to be He’s a stranger distancing himself, as I chase the air that he breathes That I had wanted to be The air that he breathes Is there a way to take control of our directives? Please, leave me out of breath Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us Surely there’s a place for us (swallowing us) Surely there’s a place for us (separated from what’s burnt out)