Ben Nichols - The Last Pale Light In The West скачать видео бесплатно

Taken from The Last Pale Light In The West EP

Lyrics:

In my hands, I hold the ashes

In my veins, black pitch runs

In my chest, a fire catches

In my way, a setting sun

Dark clouds gather 'round me

To the west, my soul is bound

And I will go on ahead, free

There's a light yet to be found

The last pale light in the west

The last pale light in the west

And I ask for no redemption

In this cold and barron place

Still I see the faint reflection

And so by it, I got my way

The last pale light in the west

The last pale light in the west