Voices

I knew this would happen

And i don't want to be around

When it gets out.

I've closed the last picture

And painted the windows

Inside and out.

Give me your dreams

And i'll give you my time,

Together we'll cross the borderline.

Voices -

Cracking the night,

Voices -

That cut like a knife,

Voices -

Hear them singing...

From sparks to the fire,

From here to obsession they cover the end.

Twisting a match

And see the reflections of hunters of men.

Give me your dreams

And i'll give you my time,

Until we make it to the borderline.

Voices...


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