Текст песни Dead Head - Souls Of Ice

Nocturnal veils come unto me
I despise your silent presence
Need for future, seeds to live
There's only souls of ice

Hours of passion,
sordid sleep
The mind is seeking
for exposure
Within the night,
desire grows
Sin again, souls of ice

Thrown back into paradise
Worshipping the tree
Centre of the universe
Cauterized by pain

Come raise the night