Priscilla Hernandez - The Underliving lyrics

Oh we sing with the voice of the wind The songs that silence brings We lay in blackness so old and weary Unquiet and waiting Gushing darkness turn to dim amber Dying fireflies Oh so deep we´ll embrace you to sleep With our bitter lullaby Come my child and join these hands Come my child and join this chant What if we rise? what if we rise... From the Underliving? Dormant in the corner of your eyes Always there always hidden to your sight In denial wearing a disguise We´re not living but we do feel alive What if we rise? What if we rise From the Underliving? We´ll entice you. We´ll lead you astray We might like you, point the right way We will lure you. We love to play With our favourite toys Our favourite games Silhouettes in a shadowplay You ignore we control Every thought you spare Oh we sing with the voice of the wind Wearing our torn and foggy shroud And thus we hold world´s invisible strings Leave not trace and leave no sound Veiled unseen we swarm around What if we rise? what if we rise... From the Underliving? Dormant in the corner of your eyes Always there always hidden to your sight In denial wearing a disguise We´re not living but we do feel alive What if we rise? What if we rise From the Underliving? Worn and tired withering, waning Old as time in a void so vast We lay in blackness so old and weary Gushing darkness Turns to dim amber dying fireflies But what if we rise...?