Lyrics The Hill - Disfiguring the Goddess

Ravaged on the hill
One way your lover chases danger
Bleeding the clock ticks
Time bomb to your surrender
Your lover checks his pulse
Up on the hill, either way could blow
The wind wakes up

Longing for your safety
My death inside creeps up your legs
Longing for your safety

Breath
Breath in and out
My, my life
My lover is safe
The morning sound rings back

The mental enemy
Rings back of you
A theory, a theory
Up on that hill is your mortal enemy