Тексты песен Oh, Sleeper

Oh my God, I can feel something moving The air is still growing thick but it's soothing I've done nothing to merit forgiving But if the chance should arise and you hear me Make my voice be the proof t

You're building a ship with no sails, And setting out to brave the open sea. You're standing for your God By becoming something so far off. Don't you see the irony? He gave me a train with no tracks.

Reclaiming thrones, our generations pride, Sits a conformist ploy to strip what burns inside. Our bodies yearn to live life endlessly, so now we rise. We rise in mutiny. We make our stand here between

We came from the pile. We came from the dead and dying. But the moment you pulled You brought us back to the living. Stand here to a world at war. This blacken field leads to ruin, Ruled by folds pull