Anchoria کے بول

All the way I'd gone, the feelings by myself Dog rapes cat and mice kill dog The atmosphere was cool Anticipate the torch Wind of storm-fire Storm-fire in the fields Robbed by the since and dreaded by? Steps of cruel, breading underground Night shifts before, breading underground Razorblades been drawned To suffer from my mind Storm-fire Birds highly fly Around my rooms of construent appair Wondering why true words had gone Light, see in the light, the light of fire Sign to prove my view In the blind eyes of fool Exercise to overdrive had obstruct my intent I see my revolution By the wind of storm-fire Sail on the wings, vanishing the frame Silence turns and rain corrodes my skin Frozen in the dark, shocked by brain Steps of cruel, breading underground Night shifts before, breading underground Razorblades been drawned To suffer from my mind Storm-fire Birds highly fly Around my rooms of construent appair Wondering why true words had gone Light, see in the light, the light of fire Steps of dawn, deep in the night Magic fields in green apart Spirits suck my brain I feel the revolution By the wind of storm-fire