Kill Trip - Eyes of the Lake

Claw my way with these bleeding hands
No time to breathe, I can't make a stand
My anger builds, there's no promised land
But I wait

She knows my fate is sealed
The lake, she watches me

Watching crows picking clean the bones
Leaving nothing but the barren soil
Desperation grows, there's no promised land
But I wait

She knows my fate is sealed
The lake, she watches me

It's time to go, I can't wait no more
The time of crows, it has come and gone
From fire born, a promised land
And she knows

She knows my fate is sealed
The lake, she watches me

She knows my fate is sealed
The lake, she watches me

Watch me!

Written by:
claus langkjær, karsten gøeg, rasmus justesen, thomas gajhede

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