Lyrics FREEFALL - Earthists.

FREEFALL

This man does not pray the dead
Maybe you don’t think of me bad
I threw away those warm hands that hugged me
I got caught by a wave of deep darkness
I keep falling inside this invisible hole
You have a nostalgic smell but you are like just a small jar right now
You know the evil in me from just the first to the last
Let’s keep every of our secrets
That they can’t see them
You fall in the cradle, as in a dream that lasts
I won’t let you away from that dream
A man in a black suit points my back
Those men gather around you
A man in black suit declares me dead
A sin that have been made in a dream keeps me asleep and tighten my neck
Tighten my neck
I keep trusting your gently snuggles, I will leave that body and soul to you