Текст песни The Contract

Turn the handle to the shadowlands Legs will break like shattering glass Settle in to slower pattern ventilation And hit the ground as soon as it shoots back But now I owe, I owe the voices in my head To say "Were these things miracles?" Oh, my heart beats like a helicopter On thoughts of letting go My heart beats like a helicopter So we dig a hole into a room To correlate the shadows even more And he knew, he knew that it was terrifying To slow it down so many levels over And now I owe, I owe the voices in my head They said "Were these things miracles?" My heart beats like a helicopter