Lyrics
Look into the meadow
Deep into the shadows
Something starts to pull at something giving way
Move along the border
Chaos into order
Slowly losing daylight
Darker every day
Every second sinking
Thinking about thinking
Every minute leaving another piece behind
Will this be the last time?
Like the other last times?
Shadows getting longer
Running out of signs
Oh my god it has a name
Voices from the ether
Speaking through the fever
Guiding through the doorway from where no one will return
Give the day some meaning
Staving off the feeling
Time is marching closer
As the days burn
Oh my God, it has a name.
Written by: Paolo Antonio Rizzo