Dark کے بول

Who and where is in my heart? Stuck and dark, stuck and dark Drilling rigour over lands Plough the fields or take my man Oh, I know that feeling A fallen box stuck in the waves Do you know that feeling That we will form then fade away? I will become your blur Dark, dark, obscura Visions keep burning down Dark, dark, dark, dark I interrupt nightmare empires It has fools and forest fires Do you know that feeling That we will sink into the ground? Oh I know, that feeling That I will sink into the ground Do you know that feeling That we will sink into the ground? I will become your blur Dark, dark, obscura Visions keep burning down Dark, dark, dark, dark Can I feast on your town? Dark, dark, obscura Visions keep burning down Dark, dark, dark, dark Dark, dark, dark, dark