Cold Stone کے بول

In the sky you´re runnin' White liquid at your feet Mismercied through the darkness Look so obsolete Now the walls are falling Now that you are free Will you pin your hopes on lies Don't pin them on me We're goin' down slow We're in a hole To beg a please Now rest for me Beneath the sky you're runnin' White mucous skin you throw Chase out a bloodstained weasel Just might be a stow Through the velvet forest White whitnesses at hand Oh brave soldier what's so sad Don't you understand We're goin' down slow We're in a hole To beg a please Now rest for me This world is just cold stone This world is just cold stone This world is just cold stone We're in a hole We're goin' down slow To beg a please Now rest for me