LYRIC
Into pools on the floor
Chasing my palms in the puddles
Back to the door
While you were sleeping, darling
I painted a map on the wall
Map of the world we once knew
All the cities of old
Candlelight flickers in the shadow
It tangles on the wall
Is it [?]
Does it matter at all
When I felt a chill
I turn and I saw nothing
Just the open door
So I started on the ceiling believe me
The blood was running thin
I tried my hand at the birth of Adam
At the birth of sin [Chorus] Morning came like a [?] Into the Sea Of Red
The Sea Of Red x3
To the Sea Of Red
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