Never Free, Never Yours کے بول

The words of hedon To speak is to struggle I cannot help this Your fingers like five hearses Running down my spine A breathing ghost That keeps my table clean And papers torn Repeat the anger for hope Our famine will grow strong in this night A perfect state A perfect mind A perfect state of mind Another night gone by God's hands above my sight I'm so alone, I'm feeling nothing And everything counts this time Could it bring back the night? Never free, never yours The words of hedon To speak is to struggle Cannot escape this I seize the noise Of a creeping storm While the waves are getting higher And our bodies roll Our minds will grow old Another night gone by God's hands above my sight I'm so alone, I'm feeling nothing And everything counts this time Could it bring back the night? Never free, never yours Another night gone by God's hands above my sight I'm so alone, I'm feeling nothing And everything counts this time Could it bring back the night? Never free, never yours Another night gone by God's hands above my sight I'm so alone, I'm feeling nothing And everything counts this time Could it bring back the night? Never free, never yours