The Enemy
Carl Lehne
The enemy hiding in a corner of your home
The enemy looking for your weakness to have grown
It´s waiting for a chance to break your fragile heart
The enemy only sleeps when you are torn apart
Deep beneath the bells toll
Deep I hear the night call
An animal
Is hiding on the dark side of my soul
A quiet war
In the end am I the cannibal
The enemy running in your blood and in your veins
The enemy feeds on your attention to be sane
It´s easy to forget that silence has a tone
The enemy afraid of when it is left alone
Deep beneath the bells toll
Deep I hear the night call
An animal
Is hiding on the dark side of my soul
A quiet war
In the end am I the cannibal
An animal
Is hiding on the dark side of my soul
A quiet war
In the end am I the cannibal