Feed The Dream کے بول

Lust is singed upon the Sun Your devotion gleaming Flickering silvered as your tongue Feasting on a dream Feed the dream through the night Can it bleed, will it writhe Move thine mouth, give a sign Tear the shroud, may I rise Sprawled upon a distant Moon I can feel forever Gliding through an open wound Arm to mouth entreasured Feed the dream through the night Can it bleed, will it writhe Move thine mouth, give a sign Tear the shroud, may I rise Feed the dream through the night Can it bleed, will it writhe Move thine mouth, give a sign Tear the shroud, may I rise