Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Afterglow, artist - Deserters. Album song The Slow Rythyms of a Dead-Beat, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 10.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mediaskare
Song language: English
The Afterglow |
You know that you’re just a product of the afterglow. |
It’s the same every |
time. |
I look to you, when things aren’t right. |
You said you’d save me, but |
you won’t catch me praying. |
I scoff at souls on bended knees, like they’re |
all so fucking weak. |
Take the coppers from my eyes and leave me, staring |
at the sky. |
With hands outstretched, I hope for nothing less, but I see |
every breath and I know that every prayer is wasted on a name that’s |
faceless. |
Dear God, I’ve been waiting for so long, but I just couldn’t |
wait another day to see your face… so perfect, so nothing and so nowhere |
to be fucking found. |
As far as I can see, he’s nowhere to be found. |
I’ve |
looked everywhere… who’s the king of this God forsaken town? |
The name |
that’s faceless wears the crown. |
Permanent resident of this ghost town. |
No |
days to count since I’ve ceased to exist. |
I’ve been let down. |
Let down my |
hands outstretched. |
I hoped… I saw… I know… every prayer is wasted on a |
name that’s faceless. |
The faceless king will save you a seat, right in |
front, beneath the weight of his feet. |
But, will the faceless king be |
watching me fall from heaven to concrete? |
With hands outstretched… |
we hope. |
we see. |
we know. |
every prayer is wasted on a name that’s |
faceless. |
You know… you’re just a product of the afterglow. |