The Gathering Lyrics - Black Light District

Black Light District
Blaming global infection
For the illness in him
Little knowledge of the non-affection
Between him and his kin

Old, grey, bitter,
Anxious and collapsed
Like a wallflower once blooming
Withered to apparent death

Blaming the guilt
Crying the tears
Torture the pain
Leaving the emptiness behind

Apparently he had no reason
To harbour the trust
He'd forsaken inside

Apparently he left his reasons
Forsaken the trust
That harboured within

Walk, I cannot walk
For I am blind, blinded I am
By the pitch of dark, so dark is it
The narrow street, never ending narrow
Clogs my throat

Silently I try,
Try to walk, blinded by the pitch
The narrow darkness, clogs the street
I am speechless
I am speechless

Fear puts a rush on my steps
As I stare into the spinning depth
The end is not near the sight that I am hoping for
And all the light that paves the way for me
Is the wish and will for the end to see

The bright light is the end of the black light district

Debris
Darling, baby
Don't say maybe
Disobey me, I'll be
Like a bad penny

I twist the truth
I love your youth
You're losing grip
Take a trip, you

You're going down
Going down
You're going down

Like fallen angels
I will mesmerise
You will paralyse

Framed in your game
Slowly fading
No one knowing
We are through

Count your blessings
Count to eighteen
Souls to perish
For a few stolen dreams only

As we've walked down the alley
On the misty afternoon
No one looked back nor forward
The city walls felt distant
Never at our reach
We're senteneced to your world

You're going down
You're going down
You're going down
With me
You're going down with me

I will mesmerise
You will paralyse
Like fallen angels

Broken Glass (piano version)
Strange vibe
Circles round
Tries to comfort
Buzzing sound

Form an arrow
Point at us
We the target
Are the one

Drop yourself
In the grass
Breathe the air
At last
Hold on tight
Don't fall down
Breathe the air
Through the water

Form an arrow
Point at us
We the target
Are the one

Place your bet
On the best
The fastest horse
You can find

Drop yourself
In the grass
Breathe the air
At last
Hold on tight
Don't fall down
Breathe the air
Through the water

All lyrics by The Gathering, copyright 2002

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