Imaad Wasif
The voidist - 04 - "Widow wing"
WIDOW WINGIn the wild where the windsAnd the wolves howl to the skyWIsh away under a spirit shroudVanish into yourself and never come outIt's a bad dreamBut we're gonna rise from the morningWith an an alibiThere's a weight you're carryingThe gravedigger's spadeUnderround closing inA death tripper's fateOn a clipper ferrying yourself into HadesIt's a bad dreamBut we're gonna rise from the morningWith an an alibiStop the dawningAnd widowig your brideThey're dragging the lakesThey're stalking the wooddsThey're looking for youBut you're misunderstoodYou slip through the alleyAnd on to a train with no destinationYou forget her name
From Letras Mania