Anxious Songtext
von Avelle Mor

I hear the creaking wood
When you′re walking down the hall
Spikes on the ceiling
Bending your head to the ground
The sound of a stream flowing by
Shimmering moonlight
Touch my eyes


Can't know the feeling of a peaceful home
My ink-stained hands from painting the walls of our cell
An empty shell inside your mind
Shimmering moonlight
Touch my eyes

When I touch her hand
And hold her head
You shatter the glass
And relieve your pain
Go on and shatter the glass
Shatter the glass, shatter the glass
Your wine is my blood