Standing still, feeding the cold,
Binding meaning to serve the soul,
Can we pretend to be?
When our souls aren't free?
Drifting away to a distant place,
We'll mold the clay and start a new day,
Can we pretend to be?
W…
I'll bury the dead and feed on what's to be!
It has been a while since a song got to me. Not just the mus…
awesome song <3
so wanna listen to you live