The Promise Of Deceit — Katatonia

Evening Coming through the crowd I hold my head high Straining out here dissonance surrounds I hold my head high I see the wings behing your back

Out here Dissonance surrounds I hold my head high I see the wings behind your back

Burned all the maps to reach you Watching distant lands I saw danger and then I felt the pressure

Downfall This is our time The setting sun over all I ever had

So when did you come to think That you would tell me that I have no one and when do you think that you Will give back the things that you owe me