Текст (слова) песни: Rapture (Fin) - The Great Distance

a noise quieter than a dying breath
mirrors on the blank side of the paper
a need to control this suicide
something ill never quite understand

what would heal these holes
marks left by the feeding needle
tonight the bullets turn into keys
and we escape

this was the day of losing control
a sea of silence where i go
stuck somewhere between a blick and a tear
and the great distance

maybe it was just a ghost of a voice
i thought i once heard
maybe nothing of the like
maybe it was a memory
i thought i saw creeping by
maybe nothing

"Better to die, and to sleep
The never waking sleep, than linger on,
And dare to live, when the souls life is gone."
[Sophocles (496BC-406-5BC)]
Другие песни Rapture (Fin):

Cold On My Side
Dreaming Of Oblivion
Enveloped
Farewell
Gallows
I Am Complete
Misery 24/7
Nameless
Raintracks
Silent Chrysalis Stage
The Great Distance
The Past Nightmares
The Times We Bled (Closure)
The Vast
Transfixion
Two Dead Names