The Immateria 歌词

A silver sky and I lie down You don't provoke my anymore These hours try And I go down And horror yields a door The light outlives the setting sun End a day to shun My senses slip A lie begun From all to none The black as painted by the moon Colour filth from which we've hewn Beckon hell it ends too soon All wanting hope and ruin The storm that rose the crushing gale Awaken into dismal pale My senses blank, the sleepers veil Where and why the burning fail A nightmare catalyst Harness delusion