The Gathering debris (video)

The Gathering debris Lyrics: Darling, baby Don t say maybe Disobey me, I ll be Like a bad penny I twist the truth I love your youth You re losing grip Take a trip, you, You re going down Going down You re going down Like fallen angels I will mesmerise You will paralyse Framed in your game Slowly fading No one knowing We are through Count your blessings Count to eighteen Souls to perish For a few stolen dreams only As we ve walked down the alley On the misty afternoon No one looked back nor forward The city walls felt distant Never at our reach We re sentenced to your world You re going down You re going down With me You re going down with me I will mesmerise You will paralyse Like fallen angels