Across The Cornfields << >>
Music: 2011 / Lyrics: 2011

spilled red wine and smell of weed
falling dust and thoughts to feed
far away and yet so near
take a trip to my deepest fear

orange sky above the lake
across the cornfields, am i awake
an infant's grave and a summer air
in the place that isn't there

i feel no pain now
i know it's the only way
nothing can stop me now
nothing can bring me down

i am lost in a plastic town
no way out, all hopes have drowned
but in the end we have each other
into the ashes we soon will smoulder

i feel no pain now
i know it's the only way
nothing can stop me now
nothing can bring me down

All content © 2015 by Martin Mohyla / Neural Corrosion.