Exies. A Modern Way of Living with the Truth. Leaving Song. Zeneszám

Flying crow fly alone
A careless soul that sings for everyone
When the world closes

A steady blade tears the seal
A fallen angel selling secrets
We can steal

While brushin' off the rust
We'll go insane
A beaten dog in anguish counts his days

So come down with me, it's time to leave
Come down with me, I think we outta go
It's time to leave