The quiet Toll

Shadows moving on the bedroom wall. Waiting for the quiet toll. Tracing circles where the daylight ends. Safe within the cage of Broken friends. Silver needles slice across a map of cold Desires. Static heart begins to beat, trading truth for holy Heat. Everything we touch now is turning black and blue. Give me back the skin I lost, show me What the vision cost. Shadows moving on the bedroom wall. Waiting for the quiet toll. Tracing circles where the daylight ends. Safe within the cage of Broken friends. Hold your hollow hands, searching for a darker land. Cold machine is humming low, begging you to let It go. Everything we touch now is turning black and blue. Give me back the skin I lost, show me What the vision cost. Shadows moving on the bedroom wall. Waiting for the quiet toll. Tracing circles where the daylight ends. Safe within The cage of broken friends. Under the waves, into the flood. Left behind a mind of mud. Lost the light and Found the Cold. Shadows moving on the bedroom wall. Waiting for the quiet toll. Tracing circles where the daylight ends. Safe within the cage of Broken friends.