Mirrors - Beneath the Sand

Текст песни

Clouds of chaos will surround me
Storms in my head
Every breath i take
Lures me to my inevitable death
Slowly drift off to nowhere
Won’t you close your eyes
And realize that you are the nightmare?
Am I captivated by thoughts of mystery
But always doomed to repeat history
Choose your next words wisely
They pick at our troubled minds
The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find
Are we beneath the sand?
Can you speak softly now?
The pathway to sleep becoms harder to find
Line them up you know i can’t rsist
Like the patterns in the ceiling that don’t exist
First light saves me from being possessed
But my hearts still beating right out of my chest
Are we beneath the sand? Can you speak softly now? The pathway to sleep
Choose your next words wisely
They pick at our troubled minds
The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find
Are we beneath the sand?
Can you speak softly now?
The pathway to sleep becomes harder to find