Cold Colours

Wolfthorn

Cold Colours


From smoke like serpents to the water
Alone i entered this world
Full of pain, a world of sorrow
So many unanswered lies
Into the arms of hope i lay my waking head
Through the eyes of death, i reap my own regrets

No words to justify my strength to carry on
Hopes of extasy fill my mind

Staring at the moon in the sky as i lay awake in silence
A refuge to escape reality, wolven blood flowing through my veins
Rip out the heart of man, fill it with the words of truth
Carry on the love of life, bring back the thoughts of night

Suckling at the breasts of mother earth
Taking the blood from her heart