Tekster:
Trumpet

cell At the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain At the trumpets of Jericho, Avalon's in chains At the trumpets of Jericho, there the Grail remains At the trumpets

depths I want to be with you To find myself In the best of dreams Your love feels like trumpets Your love feels like trumpets Just like trumpets Please

the way to degradation I met a man who put me in my place He said,"You will not see me You'll know the truth when you hear this trumpet play" Doctor

I can't even say but I care All I know is some Meridian turn Is having some flair You won't need trumpets There are no trumpets Who needs trumpets

So much time I've wasted I can truly say I never thought it would come to this Never would I doubt you, but the truth kept smacking me in the face Reality

The mark I breathe on you. It's burning through your soul. The breath I waste. Losing control. I bleed in pain. Testing what I know. Lips soaked

A living nightmare, asleep but still aware The endless torture, the painless pleasure I grasp myself, trying to regain control I experience and learn

The wind of life and air from above Smells of death and angels sing of the end There's nothing you say and nothing you try Can change time, human race

You live your whole life staring at a wall Your mind goes blank sooner, now you will fall You never learned the things you say, to know now but how There