Dream Weaver

Ungraceful place

Dream Weaver


Walking through lifeless giants
through monsters of gray and towers of steel. 

Hearing long distance voices
screams in the night, echoes of fear.

… and still alone I make my way
damning this curse ungraceful place,
… and still alone I make my way
ungraceful place.

See the walls of sadness
feelings buried deep in the mud.

Feel the black veil falling
falling upon us, sucking our life.

… and still alone I make my way
damning this curse ungraceful place,
… and still alone I make my way
ungraceful place.