And if you're taking a walk through the garden of
Dying swans, twisted wings, beauty not needed here
Lost my love,
Have you ever felt the future is the past, but
Azazel is beside you and he's playing the game
Demons are
I have sailed to many lands, now I make my
Out of the silent planet
Out of the silent planet we
Pay to kill, die to lose, hunted, hunter which are
Like a mirage riding on the desert sand
Like a vision
Hand of fate is moving
And the finger points to you
He
When a person turns to wrong, is it a want
