Controlled Bleeding, Paul Lemos, Joe Papa, Chris Moriarty - Bright Shadows

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Waiting for the sun
As we close our eyes
In the dead of night
Rooftops cry out loud
In the shadows bright
Lingered fears around my throat
Like some angel whore
Old moons tides run deep
Blind, black and undraped
These lonely trees
Bear precious fruit
These lowlands cry
In bitter heat
Cross these lonely trees
Then we filter down
To the sand
Beneath our feet
Knives that catch the waves
Dance in silver flames
As we kiss the deep
Life runs out of time
Pale hands drench our cries
Then bleach the sagging skin
These lonely trees
Bear precious fruit
These lowlands cry
In bitter heat
Over mountain peaks
Into paths unknown
Under times we’ve heard about
Golden water burns
Like the wings of death
Molten sun reaps all our flesh
On the turning tides
Once bound in fright
Unchained to paradise
Waiting for the gifts
As we close our eyes
In the death of daylight
It’s all a game
This foolish pride
The wounds that cry
From vicious lies