Dark Side Cowboys - Cyanide Dreams lyrics

An illusion created by fate

We're drifting away in the storm

For now, as we wander the plains of misery

We both know what would have happened if...

At this point this is my last cry

If you don't listen it will surely never end

I stare at the sunset, my blood is getting cold

This couldn't be... But it is

A revival, a deliverance of ancient days

The wind will whisper my name to you

And carry my dream across the sea

There will not be anymore illusions

There will no longer be love

This is my last cry...

The Bloodred Moon