Soilwork, Dave Sheldon - You Aquiver lyrics
[Soilwork, Dave Sheldon - You Aquiver lyrics]
Turn around my friend
And watch it all go down
With your heart, with your mind - let it sink
Believing your thoughts soon will migrate
To a place where your soul is a storm
The insight still make you aquiver
The ethereal glow of the master
Who controls all your imminent thoughts
Is consuming your way to salvation, heed
As fire breaks the dawn
Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come
Speeding through chambers of delusions
Summoning the ghosts of ourselves
The aurora of our blind faith
It is me but if s you that I feel
The shivers are constant but soothing
The love for the order of sins
If s faithful but still it is spreading disease
Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come
And watch it all go down
With your heart, with your mind - let it sink
Believing your thoughts soon will migrate
To a place where your soul is a storm
The insight still make you aquiver
The ethereal glow of the master
Who controls all your imminent thoughts
Is consuming your way to salvation, heed
As fire breaks the dawn
Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come
Speeding through chambers of delusions
Summoning the ghosts of ourselves
The aurora of our blind faith
It is me but if s you that I feel
The shivers are constant but soothing
The love for the order of sins
If s faithful but still it is spreading disease
Pervasive hatred
Now intruding your inner reluctance
Wuthering days are
Extending your breakdown
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages
Lash out
As the thorns keep piercing your soul
Washed out
As the crown of your conscience turns cold
Greeting somber ages to come