Beauty From The Past کے بول

A wasteland so vast and I am on my own I'm dying to fast, I'm dying to slow Nothing here is real, the shadows walk alone Pain is all I feel, from the thorns of my crown [chorus] And I need you right now And I need you by my side And I need you right now And I need you here to night A beauty from the past, withered in the heat It was spoiled all to fast and shattered at my feel Now I am a stranger in the land where I was born Lacking the savior, the one I had before [chorus] I'm a blind man that can see I'm a deaf man that can hear I'm a number inside a number I'm a dead man that can breath [chorus]