Duende Lyrics

Bleak desolation
In a beam of sun
Scraping as I crawl
Your heart can�t hear me
Tearing bruising fall
Your hands can�t hear me
Thirsting raging blind
Your eyes can�t hear me
Racing against time
Your arms can�t hear me
Like and angel you�ll come
In a dream, precious one
And, make me beautifully numb
Desperate panicked calls
The wind can�t hear me
Muffled weak and small
The sand can�t hear me
Pleading groping hands
The truth can�t hear me
Bleeding in the sand
Your heart can�t hear me
Bleak desolation
In a beam of sun
Like an angel you�ll come
In a dream, blessed one
And, make me joyfully numb
Razor fingers cling
The wind can�t hear me
Piercing demons sing
The sand can�t hear me
Twisting hollow Hell
The truth can�t hear me
Burning blisters swell
Your heart can�t hear me
Sharp cut aching breath
Your arms can�t hear me
Choking scent of death
You hands can�t hear me
Grueling jaw bone grind
Your eyes can�t hear me
Cursed by my own mind
Your heart can�t hear me