Lletres:
Cynic Re Traced

Sleep away these dreams I'm burying angels under my feet And I can't explain why love Has to stamp he ground Is it so that our broken hearts Will never

I touch the string though the harp may not sing Still I dig the sky for sun sparks to guide Down below theres a land with an ominous hole Dug deep in

From the mountain top He looks upon the crowds Mindful among the mindless Unbound King of those who know I'm sheltering the fears The loneliness exposed