Evils Toy
I Want To Believe
Creeping silence
Somthing stirring
Soft hands reaching out for me
I feel it`s out there
Growing stronger
Calling voicelessly for me
I want to believe:
The truth is out there
I want to believe:
The truth is out there
It`s not alone
There are others
Similar and powerful
They submit us
We oblige
Longing for oblivion
I want to believe:
The truth is out there
I want to believe:
The truth is out there