The Gathering
Amity (Live With Residentie Orkest)
[Verse 1]
The torture won't part you
Motherly breast won’t warm you
You fail and foam from your mouth
Why is it so loud, this sound?

[Bridge]
All the sense you are capable of
Does not seem to save you
You heed the glance of a smile
Was it impossible to float for a while?

[Verse 2]
Restless is carrying fever
Burning you to pieces
In search and need of a friend
Will I bow down to this in the end?

[Chorus]
I lay in the hands of my maker
And I want to spend the rest of it awake
Why do I get the feeling they'll brake it
It's a fight... it’s a fight...

[Verse 3]
The torture won't part you
Mothers lap can't seem to warm you
You strain, you climb up and frown
Why is it so loud, this down?
[Bridge]

[Chorus]