Felix Marc The Muse (Cover By Tabitha)

Heat.
Heat
My friend, where have you gone
Only tears to dwell upon.
And they keep saying your life will show
My heart, your mind is
And singing] wrong
Only stars to carry on and they keep saying your nights will blow
Touch the wolf within
Only doubts to calm the storm
And they keep saying the crack will grow
There she goes
A metaphor in disguise
The thoughts are never sleeping
Fill me with your light
And leave me in your keeping
The inspiration game
She plays without retreating
In the finest hour
She takes out to see
My flesh.
You're hunting prey
Only words to seal the wounds
And they keep saying the blood will flow
The kiss the demon last me
Only fragments inside my brain
They keep saying to let you go
There she goes
A metaphor in disguise
Your thoughts are never sleeping
Fill me with your life
Leave me in your keeping
The inspiration
She plays without retreat
In the finest hour
She takes without ins never see
Fill me with your life
Leave me in your inspiration game
She plays without
The finest hour
She takes without dece