Текст Letters From The Fire – Holy Ghost

Standing right before your eyes I wait
Until you want a taste of me
In your world of black and white
I’ll never be, never be

The color that you bleed
Your hit of ecstasy
(Wake up)

This is not a dream
I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs
And I can’t cure your suffering
Nothing’s what it seems
I’m above your frequency
I’m not your holy ghost, baby

(Want a taste of me)

Trapped inside a box of lies you wait
For me to come and set you free
In your world of black and white
I’ll never be, never be

The savior that you need
The answer to your pleas
(Wake up)

This is not a dream
I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs
And I can’t cure your suffering
Nothing’s what it seems
I’m above your frequency
I’m not your holy ghost, baby

What will your world be without me?
What will you do with nothing to believe?
I’m not the answer to your prayers

In your world of black and white
I’ll never be

The color that you bleed
Your hit of ecstasy
The savior that you need
The answer to your pleas
(Wake up)

This is not a dream
I’m not your holy ghost of selfish needs
And I can’t cure your suffering
Nothing’s what it seems
I’m above your frequency
I’m not your holy ghost, baby

What will your world be without me?
What will you do with nothing to believe?
I’m not the answer to your prayers
You’re not my cross to bear