Naught Lyrics

Drewsif Stalin's Musical Endeavors Naught

Fall away
As we'll do
The strings are tugged and taut
Fraying with my demeanor
With my demeanor

Wisps and whispers float along
Captive in infinity

I can only hope to hear her's
I can only hope to feel her's
Smolder out
As we'll do
She signs her songs of naught
And I'm praying that
That I will hear her
That I will hear her

Wisps and whispers float along
Captive in infinity