The Gathering
Amity
[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]
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?
(ah ah ah)


[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

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
(ah ah ah)