Songtext von The Big Spell

Crossed by your own kind You're lost but you don't find Grope through the dark blindly Search and you hope find the Friends that you don't need Their trends make your mind bleed Their ways can't be your ways Their days will be short days Life is a bad time Using your mind wrong Dreams are for night time Leaving your days long Drowned in your own hell You turned to the big spell You found that you soon fell And pounds in your hands welcomed Friends that you don't need Their trends make your mind bleed Their ways can't be your ways Their days will be short days Life is a bad time Using your mind wrong Dreams are for night time Leaving your days long