Slaver — POMPEYA

Tell all my friends

That we're lost in a desert

We found ourselves

Still don't know where we are

We found that stars

Are pretty far

Slaver

And we should have known

That you are no

Savior

Time after time

We've been loosing direction

Day after day

We've been plaguing our souls

They know you're fake!

They know your name

Slaver

We should have known

That you are no

Savior

Greeting sunlight

We feel magical warming

Spit on your hands

For this wheel never stops...

You wanna be defended

To forget 'bout what you got through

You wanna be defended

To forget 'bout what you got through