Besedila: Her Bright Skies. A Sacrament; Ill City. Serenade Of Dreams.

We run fast, we run fast,
don't stop and never look back.
We're somewhere between the sky and the sun
that saves us.

Come on, come on,
dance to the beat of this song.
We're somewhere between the sky and the sun
that saves us.

Follow the track that leads us slower,
but with us it's different.
It's bringing us closer to a good night sleep.

To a place where we
wait. Blood on the tracks.
Scream through the h-h-h-haze.
If you hear us, send some.
We know you do, we know you do.

Truth fell fast tonight, but the heart is beating,
couldn't slow us down.

The culprit in the dark assassins
waiting in our dreams,
at the tip of my tongue,
its like the most delicate words.

When that (?)
and most dissolve,
and we're free at last.

It's bringing us closer to a good night sleep,
it's bringing us closer to a good night sleep.
Wait, blood on the tracks
Scream through the h-h-h-haze.
If you hear us, send some.
We know you do, we know you do.

Truth fell fast tonight, but the heart is beating,
couldn't slow us down.

We run fast, we run fast,
don't stop and never look back.
We're somewhere between the sky and the sun
that saves us.

The world is fading, the lies lean away.
We're somewhere between the sky and the sun
that saves us.
(Saves us, saves us, saves us)