Toys - Sol Invictus

Splinter the world with our fears Walk the wooden road branches tear The mouth opens but no breath comes The furrowed face life undone Broken sky watched witch

The windows stare at an empty world Above the doors that lead to nowhere home for skull and wind-kissed All these roads lead into the mist The edge beckons The

There's a silent place You'll never know There's a silent place I never show Colder than the ice Hotter than a flame An open wound Forever maimed There's a sile