Death Reflects Us Testo

Feel the bends
Charge the lends
Of doomsday tension
I feel the end is nigh

When we're sleeping
When we're dreaming
I pick the bones clean with the night
I pick the bones clean with the night
Death reflects us in it's mirror
Reaching out to us
And we're teansformed into burning stars

Death reflects us in it's mirror
Lights the private dark
Breaking through mind and skull

Feel the strains
See the stains
Of ruination
I feel the end is nigh

When we're sleeping
When we're dreaming
I pick the bones clean with the night
I pick the bones clean with the night