Six - Dead Head

Blackened walls

Capture the atmosphere

My daughter on the other side reveals

Arising house of obscurity

Appear in shades

Now before me

Six

Lead us to the ways of creation

Lead us to the ways of pain

Descendance into nameless crowds

Captured in a blissful embrace

Flown from the city of angels

To a place where silence dwells

A future free from mercy

Slowly rejected from paradise

To the pearl of perfection

Release the burden of the weak

Waiting to die with us