Priscilla Hernandez - The Underliving Lyrics
Oh we sing with the voice of the windthe songs that silence bringsWe lay in blackness so old and wearyunquiet and waitinggushing darkness turn to dim amberdying firefliesOh so deep we´ll embrace you to sleepwith our bitter lullabyCome my child and join these handsCome my child and join this chantWhat if we rise? what if we rise...from the Underliving?Dormant in the corner of your eyesalways there always hidden to your sightIn denial wearing a disguisewe´re not living but we do feel aliveWhat if we rise? What if we risefrom the Underliving?We´ll entice you. We´ll lead you astrayWe might like you, point the right wayWe will lure you. We love to playwith our favourite toysour favourite gamesSilhouettes in a shadowplayYou ignore we controlevery thought you spareOh we sing with the voice of the windwearing our torn and foggy shroudand thus we hold world´s invisible stringsLeave not trace and leave no soundveiled unseen we swarm aroundWhat if we rise? what if we rise...from the Underliving?Dormant in the corner of your eyesalways there always hidden to your sightIn denial wearing a disguiseWe´re not living but we do feel aliveWhat if we rise? What if we risefrom the Underliving?Worn and tired withering, waningOld as time in a void so vastWe lay in blackness so old and wearyGushing darknessturns to dim amber dying firefliesBut what if we rise...?
