Lyrics:

The first born, my heart will call Truly

A God-like boy of the sky

The fog hissed away like a movie

And serpents go home for the night

The thundercloud rain hits the freeway

The clowns put on makeup for show

The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening

And how the wind she blows

How the wind she blows



(Chorus) I want you to come closer

Come in closer. Come in closer.

I want you to come in closer

Come in closer. Come in closer.

I want you to come in closer, in closer



Come dancing with devils

Need not to know their names

We'll waltz like an army

For the fear of our pain

Our souls become useless

As the day they were born

In a rusted arm rocking chair

Away from your storm



But still, the truth remains lethal

A lie made by man

Where my shoes become hammers

And my words become sand

Like a sour patch, a wedding batch

Of roses you threw across my floor

In the rusted arm rocking chair

Away from your storm



(Chorus)

I really do