Cold Midnight Drum

Black Mirrors

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Once I heard the cold midnight drum
Feeling empty and a bit dumb
If you don't reflect the path through the mountain
Who will be burying my sorest shoutin'?

All that I did, when we were wasting every part of us
Was to change storm into fire
All that I did, when we were wasting every part of us
Was to turn storm into fire

I have cancelled all of my failings
By being by your side
I've made a feast, eating your brain
My soul to be unchained

All that I did, when we were wasting every part of us
Was to change storm into fire
All that I did, when we were wasting every part of us
Was to turn storm into fire