Epilogues Songtext
von Cloning

Something stirs out on the mezzanine
Making its way under a canopy
Of fallen stars, gilt-borrowed truth
Let′s reimagine all of our youth
There was silence of the seventh seal
Crooked ways and wicked deals
And in those nights we could never tell
That we had no one to blame but ourselves

'Cause there was no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log
There′s no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log


Each page gives us a different view
More caught up in yourself than you ever knew
The stories you told start unravelling
In tendrils of snow that surround them
And that's when a frost starts creeping, mmm, yeah
A clock starts ticking
So where was the page it was written?
Now there's no one to blame but yourself

′Cause there was no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log
There′s no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log

'Cause there was no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log
There′s no one else to call out your bluff
Like turning through the pages of your empty log
And did it feel to cold, cold to touch
Turning through the pages of your empty log