Lullabies From A Black Heart

Living in a danger past
Is killing of a living blast
No souls can be taken
No livings can be rated
Silver and cold
Is what we stand for
Dark and falling
Is what we aim for
But what can we run from?

I’m on my goodbyes
Singing the last lullaby
When I’m aware and away
Don’t cry tears from your heart of blame
The inch is calling, and falling
We all need to be softly get to march
For our master of broken hearts

I hear you call
From the bottom of your black heart
Out in the raining day
But I cannot come, cannot save you
You’re already transferred into a monster
Of 100 dying, crying souls
We can’t remade you
Our orders is clear as the ocean
Get rid of the killing machine
Save our day, and fill the steam
With thoughts of white angels falling

I’m on my goodbyes
Singing the last lullaby
When I’m aware and away
Don’t cry tears from your heart of blame
The inch is calling, and falling
We all need to be softly get to march
For our master of broken hearts

Tight in your sleep
We’ll get our steam
White angels is falling
But I can still hear you calling
This isn’t over
Smelling the dead flower
Goodbyes..
(Lullabies)

I’m on my goodbyes
Singing the last lullaby
When I’m aware and away
Don’t cry tears from your heart of blame
The inch is calling, and falling
We all need to be softly get to march
For our master of broken hearts