The Angels Of Light - Song For My Father | Текст песни

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• The Angels Of Light
• Song For My Father

When the warm wind blows
Through the corridors and tiled walls.
There you are,
The mad guardian of your empty room.
Your memories were tortured
By the scent of ocean through the halls -
And where was I,
The one that you loved best?

Now show me how
To hold the knife that cuts the page,
To crucify the weakness,
And the guilt I use for faking strength.
Now I remember,
I crawled naked across the broken stage.
And there was I,
The child that brought us shame.

So walk across
The blood red ocean,
Stand above
The broken glass and concrete towers.
An here I sleep,
Some guardian of my empty room.
Now I've become the child
That neither of us knew.

(It starts to shine through, it starts to ...)

Thank god you never knew,
The things that I've done.
Thank god you never saw,
The person I've become.