Prague

Now still your soul’s
In turn the man to Gods?
Oh the villager’s moan
Made cities out of homes
He’s you, I said
You keep running through my head
I swear so
Longing for the while
In absence of job
The end of the tries
And the start of the crimes
But this blood red skies
Cover my eyes
From the sleepless nights
And a haunted life
He’s you I said
You keep running through my head
I swear so
Cause there are voices in my head
People screaming you’re not dead
I’m not sure
These kingdoms in my veins
Lost playing children’s game
It’s source of cure
But he’s you I said
You keep running through my head
I swear so