Текст песни Hanging Garden - The Constuct

Оригинальный текст песни The Constuct

Once we sought the call of the wild
Through the drudge and the dreariness
The safety of bright city lights
Their eternal flame in the night

Away from the seething construct
The gentle bars of the machine’s duress
Away from that industrial harmony
Disassemble the cogs and the gilded wheels

Now we seek shelter from the wild
Deep within the construct’s shade
Mere shadows, we seethe in the dark
Gnawing on the machine’s remains

Cold in spite of the last light
Deep is the night
Dark in spite of a myriad fires

Cold is the night