Lyrics The Look Of Blasphemie - Untoten

The Look Of Blasphemie

I’m in a world where no one survives
a dreamfly with life, too unperfect files
embracing the rats, deleting the pain
painless like this place ever has been
I do not cry, I do not cry
You turn the sun into something I hate
you prace my conscience that I never had
you count the Books that bear inner strife
sleeping with someone who sleeps with a knife
I do not cry, I do not cry
So will you hold me like I have been
watching holes into skies
you hold me like I have been
starring holes into skies
I’m in a world where no one survives
a dreamfly with life, too unperfect files
embracing the rats, deleting the pain
painless like this place ever has been
I do not cry, I do not cry
So will you hold me like I have been
watching holes into skies
you hold me like I have been
starring holes into skies
I’m in a turn to something that’s cold
I praise the members of skies and of holes
I gain the price for best swimming in pain
I count the stars again and again
So will you hold me like I have been
watching holes into skies
you hold me like I have been
starring holes into skies
I’m in a turn to something that’s cold
I praise the members of skies and of holes
I gain the price for best swimming in pain
I count the stars again and again