Wax On Radio - When In Rome... lyrics

In so many words we will roam wander the calling air I justify let it go Sink deep to repent the savory words Let go cut out and held in key If time is a ghost we will reform in d**h in the end When fading to grey color me more When sailing to grey to become the cold one Red calling again Only the deepest in tone fire the floor Eclipse and commit me to cold Wash all that will hold me to shore A tune to scale we carry the end In all the little fairy tails you spin In shadow and the fire casting it In every single beating heart and stone All content in casting out their roles And they'll call in quick to be replaced Eyes fading away and now forever alone Sinking grey I am the still beating stone I am the darkness of cold true fromed and foretold