The first born, my heart will call.. Truly A God-like boy of the sky The fog hissed away like a movie And serpents go home for the night
The thundercloud rain hits the freeway The clowns put on makeup for show The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening And how the wind she blows How the wind she blows
But I want you to come in closer Come in closer. Come in closer. Come in closer
Come dancing with devils Need not to know their names We'll waltz like an army For the fear of our pain And our souls become useless As the day they were born In a rusted arm rocking chair Away from your storm
But still, the truth remains lethal A lie made by man Where my shoes become hammers And my words become sand Like a sour patch, a wedding batch Of roses you threw across my floor In the rusted arm rocking chair Away from your storm
But I want you to come in closer Come in closer. Come in closer. I want you to come in closer, In closer I really do
Come in closer Just Come in closer In closer I want you to Just to Come in closer In closer