Himmelfall

Tristania · Other Songs - Tristania

The familiar taste of the bullet you bite

It's your kind - the flaws of your mind



As you fall from above to a place with no love

Free your dog of desire



The familiar face of the fear that you fight

Reappears - and you're left behind



Find your seat - Now the tide and its choir are here

Hum along - drown your silence



Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled

Raise your glass for those whose names were never called

Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose games were never won



All the feelings and tears you fight to be here

Will be gone - will expire



Swing the axe for those who ran but never crawled

Raise your glass for those whose names were never called

Swing the axe for those who looked into the sun

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose games were never won



Swing the axe for those who almost hit the mark

Raise your glass for those who lost - whose hearts were never sparked

Swing the axe for those who killed your final hopes

Raise your glass for those who smiled - swaying from their ropes