Mutilated World Songtext
von Thomas Giles

The glare seems to know our names
A glare leaps our days away
Stuck to the edge of our dreams
Sifting down amongst the ground we once embraced

I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated wound
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated wound
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated wound
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated wound

Enriched with the taste of red
Dripping from those who fade away
Gripped by the die of our dreams
Creeping down amongst the ground we once disgraced


This won′t dry
A simple smile that glazed our eyes
A simple task
This won't speak
They know our names
And drag them deep

This won′t dry
A simple smile that glazed our eyes
A simple task
This won't speak
They know our names
And drag them deep

This won't dry
Glazed our eyes
This won′t speak
Drag them deep

This won′t dry
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Glazed our eyes
Praise the mutilated wound
This won't speak
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Drag them deep
Praise the mutilated wound