作词 : Matthew Gracie
Lay your head and close your eyes
Rest on the bedrock and listen
Cold as silence these words we dine on
I’m not everglow
We are taken on winds in temper
To and fro
In a void of blackened air
Across a world with no anchor
We carve an image of hopelessness
Carried forth and carried far
Ash scattered (just scattered)
Endless cold
I ******* wish [it] was made of stone
I lay like bricks (in the dead of night)
I lie content (in the ice of life)
Hopelessness carry me in a wind beneath my colourless shades, alone
Just tastes it breath and its cold
I ******* wish [it] was made of stone
Close your eyes
We’re all false gods in the sheets
Waster
be on your way