Lyrics

Could you be the angel left in the dark? It's mostly silence echoing through the halls Kill the hunt instead of lying to myself? For long I've seen the signs written on these walls I will search through the wreckage of my soul Believe in what I have cause that's all I am I swear I could hear voices from the edge of the earth Reminding myself to breathe slow Wandering alone in this wasteland.... we used to call home Could you be the devil left in my heart? All these feelings I wish I could turn them off Kill the hunt instead of lying to myself? For long I've seen the signs written on these walls Written on these walls I swear I could hear voices from the edge of the earth Reminding myself to breathe slow Wandering alone in this wasteland.... we used to call home I will search through the wreckage of my soul Believe in what I have cause that's all I am I swear I could hear voices from the edge of the earth Reminding myself to breathe slow Wandering alone in this wasteland.... we used to call home We used to call home (I swear I could hear voices from the edge of the Earth)

Anders Friden, Bjorn Gelotte, Howard Benson

Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management