Funeral Revolt
Six Was Nine
A confetti of flesh,as twilight's blanket falls
I flew against the wind,yawning at your heels
Now I'm getting old,and yawning still exist
A sullen prison time,I am no more
Wind united with the fire's Lust
I was blown out like a candle light
Just a glimpse of time and place you used to live in
Just a glimpse of time this place we used to live in
The mark has been made
I deserve this crown
I remind and serve
This departure point
Aus Songtexte Mania