Vision Of Disorder. From Bliss To Devastation. Walking The Line. Zeneszám

You walk under twilight.
Reborn into moonlight.
So easily we're chosen.
So easily unwoven.

Jesus came that morning.
Jesus gave no warning.
I feel strange.
I don't remember anything.

[Chorus:]
I've been walking the line.

Jesus came that morning.
Jesus gave no warning.
I feel strange.
I don't remember anything.

[Chorus:]
I've been walking the line.

We all transcend,
To a bitter end.
To silent grooves.

To other lives,
Under skies of granite stone