Howling X Machina song lyrics

Come, lay me down, I'm your guardian.

Paid, my hands out, I'm your meridien.

Such a rush, Such a rush.

Such a rush, Such a rush.

Such a rush, Such a rush.

Fate, higher ground, tend to gardens close.

Taste of marry bond, be my maiden.

Such a rush, Such a rush.

Such a rush, Such a rush.

Such a rush, Such a rush.