The Temple of Lounge

歌詞

I'm hunting my world, til I stand still For recalling the day, for reclaiming a breath I'm hunting myself, til I stand still To remind me of life and to steal me a word And I call the tempest, the deep and honest, to lead me back And I call the tempest, the circling conquest, to blur the track I'm hunting my world, til I stand still For objecting the skies, for regaining a state I'm hunting myself, til I stand still To spit ruth in a face and to burn the remains And I call the tempest, the brawling harvest, to reap a dread And I call the tempest, the riot in my chest, to clean a head And I am hunting... I'm hunting my world, til I stand still For renouncing a shape, for returning a rage I'm hunting myself, til worlds stand still To get taste of a will and to break all the shells And I call the tempest...