I don´t care what´s coming
And I´ll let the flow to drive me back home
Every part under my skin
Is silently screaming
Though my eyes are open, I can´t see
There´s a road that leads me back where I belong
Its surrounded by keepers
that were raised by my nights
MY EYES ARE LYING TO ME
BUT MY SOUL IS IN CHARGE OF THE HUNTING
EACH TIME A NIGHT CREATURE DIES
I CAN FEEL THE MOURNING INTO MY GUTS
The relief comes from the drain
Of each kept forgiveness
Now my eyes are open wide to see
There´s a road that leads me back where I belong
Its surrounded by keepers
That were raised by my nights
MY EYES ARE LYING TO ME
BUT MY SOUL IS IN CHARGE OF THE HUNTING
EACH TIME A NIGHT CREATURE DIES
I CAN FEEL THE MOURNING INTO MY GUTS
Drag me back home…..
Guitar Solo
MY EYES ARE LYING TO ME
BUT MY SOUL IS IN CHARGE OF THE HUNTING
EACH TIME A NIGHT CREATURE DIES
I CAN FEEL THE MOURNING INTO MY GUTS
My old me dies
I can feel the mourning into my guts…..still