Somatic - Stolas

The Elders would take turns,

using sticks to draw in dirt

change in weather patterns.

You would wake us up.

Wake me up.

I can’t believe what you say

or what made you want to stay.

I know there’s a plague,

and those moments often vague

will haunt you.

Is he coming back?

A devil dressed in red,

crawling on the floor

just like he did before…

Undeserving lack of sleep

Any chance to have a dream.

I’d like to be with them.

Any chance to have a dream.

If I made the change on the note you wrote,

would it even count?

Any chance to have a dream

Tore a hole it’s at the bottom of the bag.

Now we watch it empty sand

Smiling and laughing, my demons reacting.

Please, take me instead.

Does the light burn your skin?

Is the sun blinding your eyes?

Blood countess

When the evening is ripe,

all the mirrors will hide away.

Blood countess

I know there’s a plague,

and those moments often vague

will haunt you.

I would start the search,

but tonight you won’t wake up.

Is he coming back?

A devil dressed in red,

crawling on the floor

just like he did before.

Undeserving lack of sleep

Any chance to have a dream.

I’d like to be with them.

Any chance to have a dream.

If I made the change on the note you wrote,

would it even count?

Any chance to have a dream

Tore a hole it’s at the bottom of the bag.

Now we watch it empty sand