The Satellite And The Hit Testo

Beneath the stone
A burning glow
A restless ghost
Now they know
The brown and red
Laid down to rest
She's calling out
In whispers

Will you save me When they come for me

Let's set the tone
And mourn alone
Disguise our souls
Then we'll show
The brown and red
Laid down to rest
She's calling out
In whispers

Will you save me
When they come for me
I'll be waiting
Will you wait for me

Our final dance
The pieces on the floor

Will you save me When they come for me
I'll be waiting
Will you wait for me