Texty: Ours. Fallen Souls.

Pray, I don't know if it's sacred or not
You say, that we can fall apart at any time
Breathe for the whole world
We can't fight
They starve for the love that we supply

Feed from their eyes
Dream you're alive
and feel, feel
The beast flies tonight
and the world he describes
Suffer, Suffer

Afraid, I don't know if we're heading for a fall
You jump into the front to say you're a part
Of it all

Feed from their eyes
Dream you're alive
and feel, feel
The beast flies tonight
and the world he describes
Suffer, suffer

These are the Fallen Souls