Vague Illusions-Cult of Luna

Awoke in a fever, a feeling that's never been here before Staring at these walls knowing you're right outside the door See through me, point your words and make me shiver This time I know we will go down trying to reconcile Waiting here for you to save me Stranded here with my vague illusions and broken dreams One more time around so degraded Running in circles these days of endless guilt There were reasons There were moments Reach to me and lead me astray As the night breathes out the harsh and cold morning A smoke screen has surrounded the funeral mourners They march in the wake of broken promises This time they know we all fall into the rhythm so slow