Volturian – Distant Caress
Distant Caress [Verse 1] Distant caress of dying stars Fading on the edge of dreams Last few sparkles of life Blood spills from eyes too bare to see The real form The essence of the air The enigma [Verse 2] Sharp blades cut the threads Where distance ceased to show itself A parallel universe Where you, me and here could be [Outro] An unborn architect sets the rules (Peace) |