Passion - Project Pitchfork

Stars drip from the skies of passion

When your tears fall to the ground

Mountains sink into nothing

When someone screams at you

The sound of birds becomes a roar

And your lips begin to whisper

«Everyone shall burn in war!»

I created storms and wastelands

For you to find me in your dream

But only when you seek with passion

You will run and fly in stream

It goes on and on and on

Another life, another song