The Gathering Heroes For Ghosts

Live 19012013 Groene Engel, Oss, The Netherlands Lyrics: Fading falling Slow winds breaking soundscapes And waves of velvet sweeping Into me You moved all that was in my world And showed me all the new colours In my universe where storms run Falling, falling, falling, fall into me I hear echoes of my speech And I see shadows of my walk I feel the past I always look backwards Fighting, floating Tasting blood in my mouth Ancient damp pain