Surrounded by a silent noise it comforts your soul. Choose a number, a lucky number. This could be you. Watch the world through a hole edged away from all we know. Sacrifice freedom just for protection. Surrounded by a silent noise. Could paranoia be our glorious town? Knock back that story and run. Line up your phobia six feet underground. Surrounded by red noisy hopes. Has anybody else seen the storm or was I alone?
Track Name: Crimson Passage
Break in owls in mystery. Reach mad wolf and remember. Unpleasant phantom mums can't see old intentions of king's zeal. Witch on fire. Gods for meal. Wild desire cease with steel.
Track Name: The Bridge
There is a bridge over the separation between our fears. There is a bridge. Broken pieces walking by. Parallel lines allied. Structure built by design from pain. Holding hands for discontent. Bleed. We bleed as we breathe. And bleed. Holding hands for discontent. Broken pieces walking by. There is a bridge. Nothing is all we’ve got, less is all we want but a rhythm. Reject dammed souvenirs. There’s no trust on guarantees, just faith in the space between. Reject dammed souvenirs. Wake up a new morning. Lend ourselves under some spells. Wake up a new morning. Now I know, there is a bridge
Track Name: Among Shadows
Walk. Walk deeper inside. There is no light outside but keep on walking. Keep on walking. Walk. Walk deeper inside. From this limit, don’t close your eyes. Don’t close your eyes.