Heir to Madness - Last Line of Defense | Текст песни

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As winter lays claim
Grim remains, lost and insane
Would you pardon the souls?
Left forsaken and all alone
Would your river run dry?
With a dagger laid at your side

It’s almost serene
God this can’t be happening
Water now at our heels
And cool mist on our face
Now there’s nowhere
Left to run
There’s no escape
No way to retaliate

We held our breath
But still choked and eyes burn
Lost in white
And no one in sight
Would you lessen your hold
And lose touch with
those grasping souls
Would your beaches lend faith
Or your waves carry us away