Canaan şarkı sözleri
From this oblique matrixHe watches the plains of lifeSilent are now the spiritsAnd the things have lost their voice. The first born man knows and suffers.The dead are walkinghis heart with them. The memory of darknessBurns againMaking him the living witnessOf a collapsing universe. The first born man knows and suffersThe dead are walking With hands like knivesWith hands like knivesWith hands like knives
