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