Lyrics

You sense my presence even though you cannot see me If you only walk on sunny days, you'll never reach your destination Don't ever regret, 'cause you'll regret what you regretted So smile, black, the colour of my inner soul Just why my head's not bowed I really don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud Freedom in all it's mystery For some a way of dying For some a way to live A bullet in the back Freedom is the bread that we eat Let it be the way we die I am the root Crater in Shadowland Leading to raw magma, fierce as a raging Blood, wired, boiling solid, my razor cuts deeper The internal sun A black corona above ashes formed and reformed in a circle Now you understand I am the root You're the one that's living in a dream that's not reality There are many realities, not only one, face it These tales are wrought with sadness Lands of death and realms of madness Journeying through the streets on the run Counting the shadows, one by one Sweet taste of darkness, so warm and bittersweet Laughing with such happiness Oh, swiftly moving like a merry go around Dancing the deadly river Darkness closes in (I know nothing, but this peace within) The dark is where I dwell (my home) I like to staying in the shadows Your official private hell Darkness delight Just why my head's not bowed I really don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud Freedom in all it's mystery For some a way of dying For some a way to live A bullet in the back Freedom is the bread that we eat Let it be the way we die I am the root Crater in Shadowland Leading to raw magma, fierce as a raging Blood, wired, boiling solid, my razor cuts deeper The internal sun A black corona above ashes formed and reformed in a circle Now you understand The dark is where I dwell (my home) I like to staying in the shadows Your official private hell Darkness delight
Writer(s): Per Fredrik Nilsson, Finn Zierler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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