devotiondeathdance

Help me out of this fortified nightmare I've tried to feel my way through the dark Can you light a match in this wet tomb Try to hold on to the spark In time, we'll be the fossils they found In time, we'll be the dust the wind blows around And I can make peace with that Black cat crossing my path I can feel the spray on my face The dead sea stretching for days Out on every side of my Melting horizon line And I know I will go Give me a chance To show my devotion The dance is slow