Gone is Gone - Praying from the Danger

(Crawl under, all over)

Inject it into your dirt blood.
The feeling is never enough.
You will be fine is what You said.
I’ll think about that when You’re dead.

Following the eyes of the owl inside your head.
See the balance of, feel the pressure on.
Hear the sound of all, be the pleasant one.
Knowing all I see, call and reasoning.
All I’m offering, a solid ending.
Of all the hours You spent on praying from the danger.

Castaway the night.
Running from the time.

Staring at the lies from the bowel of the insect.
Take away from me, fake the energy.
Call upon me, fall apart of it.
Growing over me, show the agony.
Make the best of me, shake the enemy.
Of all the hours you spent on praying from the danger.

Castaway the night.
Running from the time.
Castaway the night.
Running from the time.

Castaway.
Castaway the night.

Of all the hours you spent on praying from the danger.
Of all the hours you spent on running and running.

(Crawl under, all over)