The Machine In The Garden
winter fell
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Waiting for my own fault
I doubt the long road
There's a place I must go to
Won't I wander alone
Into the trail of the wind
Across a foreign soil
Tired and colder
I long to return
I'm not my own self
A new life
She treads behind me
A white dream
Running from the shadows
Running home
They're fast behind me
A breath each night
Where are you now
A long continent to go
A vision of forests
I speak the wordsâ¦of wisdom
- Album:
- Out of the Mists
- Underworld
- The Unquiet Grave, Volume 1
- Unquiet Grave - the Ultimate Goth Collection
- The Unquiet Grave Vol. 1
- Before and After the Storm
- Drowned Visions
- Shadow Puppets
- Resistor: An Electro Dance Compilation
- Asphodel
- Veils and Shadows
- Gothic Christmas
- Immortal Legends
- Hex Files: The Goth Bible, Volume 2
- Live at WRCT
- Resistor
- Veils and Shadows EP