Seventh Sense

Verse I

Tied to the ground
Fighting disorder
Losing yourself
Losing the way
Your cup of sorrow
Colored with horror
Drain up to end
Feeding the sand

Chorus

Who are you?
Who am I?
Well-defined
Choosing side
Pride and shame
Lies and blame
Say my name
Try the game
Who do I
Want to be?
Yeah, that's me
More or less
Dancing with
Dancing with 
The death on legs
The death on legs

Verse II

Thorn with regrets
Inside your head -
Whisper of friend,
Whisper of Death.
Voice
Immolates,
Evaluates.
Deep in your mind
Hope isolates.

Bridge

That's the way
That's the way
To your soul

Verse III

Cold stealing faith,
Fear and daze
All that you have,
All that you wait.
Dance!
Seventh sense
Painted your face,
Borrowed your life,
Borrowed your grace ...


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