4 acessos
Dead stars
This is where they all go to die
The low, dim celestial overpass
Relics, cast in the corners
As shadows drift across the cold basement wall
Fade lights
I'm not coming back
Sail on by
Sleep forever
The attic's cold
And cold is the comfort received
The black window, a frame to the night
In this solitude, no one will find me
Dancing on the edge of eternity
Fade lights
I'm never coming back
Sail on by
Sleep forever