Course Of Empire
Persian Song
In a cool cool room,A room without a windowA door is there to enter,enter into neverlandI try to separate the real from the unrealThey run together into nothing,Something's comingTonight I go under to see,What shape my watcher will beTonight I go under to see, tonight I bleedIn a vacant dormitoryThe floors are made of woodThe plaster tells a different storyA quiet boy climbs into noiseI try to separate the real from the unrealThey run together into nothingSomething's comingTonight I go under to see,What shape my watcher will beTonight I go under to see, tonight I bleedThe man with the truth chairHe found a river that runs thereLetras de cancionesIt starts in the east, it runs to the westAnd every human drinks from itTonight I go under to see, tonight I bleedAll the way this time, all the way this time
From Letras Mania