The Vanishing Orchestra Songtext / Lyric

Under

Shelter

Of sins and secrets.

Wait in silence.

In silence, four strangers,

They approach.

Not a word, not a sound.

the faces in the hill

come alive

They won't take "No."

So we give it to them






Let your bad blood spill.

The wind

Moans in the trees

When I lay down.

On your bed,

And your face is

Of an angel.

give my blade your wings

find their hearts

black as the devils eyes

Smile back.



Go like the wind,

Like the wind in her hair.

With your spear at their hearts.

This is perfect.