Tekstovi: Demon Hunter. World Is a Thorn. Driving Nails.

I was the light, I was the quiet heart
I was the place we used to dwell
And when the cold would tear your life apart
I was the warmth that you had felt
(What have I become?)

What have I become?
(Thoughts like shadows, swelling through my mind)
What have I become?

Something else inside
Driving nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul
Something inside

I was the blood inside your broken heart
I was the stone that you had held
(What have I become?)

What have I become?
(Thoughts like shadows, swelling through my mind)
What have I become?

Something else inside
Is driving nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul

Something else inside
Is driving nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul
Something inside

I close my eyes
Search for you
Retracing every step

Is driving nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul
Something inside

Nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul
Something else inside

Is driving nails into my soul
Angels from my door
Driving nails into my soul
Something else inside