Deadland - Theatre Of Tragedy

Let the wind take care of gravity

There’s one big secret hidden, come with me Why should I want to leave,

Unless you wanted me to go away

Speak with a tongue that claims its kingdom,

come what may…

The stars came tumbling down

Worn-out heroes

Stepping into fields of firing grey

My restless soul will dance in harmony

In open air a subdued symphony

I’ve set myself an aim to keep the territory that I claim

I’ll never let my kingdom fall

There’s nothing keeping us in here

Abounded fear

Let me be free…

Speak with a tongue that claims its kingdom,

Come what may…

The stars came tumbling down

Worn-out heroes

Stepping into fields of firing grey

Speech of the deadland

Let them hear the song is still alive

Give me something I could sleep on Give me something like a dream…