Album: The Art of Drowning (2000)
again & again they blend into one, my
father the morning pushes through my moonlight love, so what´s sleep,
sleep,
sleep.
whoaa..
i´m tired, so tired, so tired..
but it seems that theres someone here with me
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
deathless ones
a story at three with the shrillest of cries, my
mind fights with the sparkles in the corner of my eyes, so what´s sleep,
sleep,
sleep.
whoaa..
i´m tired, so tired, so tired...
but it seems that theres someone here with me
We are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we are awaiting
the deathless ones
i hear the mourning choir
sing to me
their elegy
i hear the mourning choir
sing to me
their elegy
(sing to me...)
i hear the mourning choir (so beautiful)
(sing to me...)
their elegy (beauty)
(sing to me...)
i hear the mourning choir (ah, they sing to me)
(sing to me...)
their elegy (requiem)
i hear the mourning choir
sing to me
their elegy
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we´re awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we´re awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we´re awaiting
deathless ones
we are the wakeful, wry & watchful, we´re awating
the deathless ones
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