White lights have turned to red.
I am what has been bled.
We are the children
Of the bowels.
I have seen mountains
And watched them all fall.
We look back to what we have lost
And I don't see what I ever had.
Falling under,
Under fate.
We are the children
Of the bowels
I have seen mountains
And watched them fall.
White lights have turned to red.
I am what has been bled,
What has been bled.
I am what has been bled.
We are the children
Of the bowels.
I have seen mountains
And watched them all fall.
We look back to what we have lost
And I don't see what I ever had.
Falling under,
Under fate.
We are the children
Of the bowels
I have seen mountains
And watched them fall.
White lights have turned to red.
I am what has been bled,
What has been bled.