Blackhole

歌手: Architects • 专辑:Blackhole • 发布时间:2025-01-14
作词 : Dan Searle
 作曲 : Jordan Fish/Dan Searle
 Is there nothing but the cold at the centre of a blackhole?
 The signal fire's gonna burn out
 Through the sirens and the flares
 I was swallowed by the storm clouds
 Hail stones on a glass house
 There were diamonds in the air
 And the oxygen left my chest
 Lost souls trapped beneath this ceiling
 It's figure eight ‘til the ghosts have been laid to rest
 Pull it tight try to stop this bleeding
 Stampede as the horrors run through my head
 Death stared and I died a thousand times
 Nightmares left a riot in my mind
 Is today so hollow
 If there were no tomorrow?
 Midnight we cut the power lines
 No light but the fire in my eyes
 Is today so hollow
 If there were no tomorrow?
 Sick of living with the pain now
 Someone take me for repair
 There's a bitter taste in my mouth
 In the silence there was ill health
 Maybe life just isn't fair
 Maybe I'm just ****ing self obsessed
 Don't say I gotta chase this feeling
 Bullets hit but it's only gonna dent the vest
 Wartime with the whole world sleeping
 Bombs drop on the prison hope built instead
 Struck down
 Souls carried through an unknown universe
 No service for the faithless
 Everything turns to dust
 Death stared and I died a thousand times
 Nightmares left a riot in my mind
 Is today so hollow
 If there were no tomorrow?
 Midnight we cut the power lines
 No light but the fire in my eyes
 Is today so hollow
 If there were no tomorrow?
 There were diamonds in the air
 And the oxygen left my chest
 Is there anybody there?
 I pray that I'll be blessed
 Heaven to earth
 God only knows if we're here in spirit
 Chapter and Verse
 There's nowhere to go when the sky is the limit
 Is there nothing but the cold at the centre of a blackhole?
 Nowhere to go when the sky is the limit
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