Testo Eden

Testo Eden

There's a question in the darkness

There's a hundred open doors

There's a whisper on the stairways

In every second floor
You know all room is infinate

You know you cannot fly

We try to fill the void with indifference

And watch with orphan eyes

For him who is

For him we cannot find

For him who knows

We fill the room with obscure relatives in every second floor



Your seventh son

Your seventh sister's lover's gonna come

It's seven stairways to the room where we belong



There's a question in the darkness

There's a hundred open doors

Our steps injure the dust

And we forget what we came here for

There's a whisper in the darkness

There are hundred traps

Gleaming eyes on the corridor watching every single step



Your seventh son

Your seventh sister's lover's gonna come

It's seven stairways to the room where we belong



We fill the rooms with fake calmness

Our eyes persuaded to be blind

You know all room is infinate

You know we cannot fly
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