Pale Saints - Two Sick Sisters текст песни

Pouring through the years

With(? ) invisibility

Jackals cower with their light

Rotting down ? ? ? sight

Golden moments all to rare

Loose their feeling and their faith

Turning courage into fear

Decomposing as you stare

Spin around theres no one there

? ? ? ing into dust

Pulling me under-

Ground into a place

Where there is no air to breathe

Pressing down (deep? ) into the mire

And its suffocating thought

Gaining ground

Towering over

Chasing me

Through my mind

Drowning me

Again