Two small girls, under the floor,
Under the weather, under the shadow of a darkened...
Behind closed doors, living in secret,
Living in fear, nearly forgotten, as they hid down there.
Families sick,
Families dying and they're starving and
They're cold since the day they first hid.
They had no friends, they had no love,
And they dreamed that one day they could break from this tomb.
Hear the cries of the kids above you.
Hear the joy you can never have.
Feel the pain of your empty coffers,
Echoing hole rips your heart in half.
Hear the cries of the kids above you.
Hear the joy you can never have.
Feel the pain of your empty coffers,
Echoing hole rips your heart in half.
And so they left, broke through the bonds, broke through the floor,
And ran to the roof tops where they felt wind on their faces.
They looked through the darkness and they
Saw past the fog to the edge of the wall.
Then a shadow fell. Something above. Something that hunted,
So they ran and they ran in the night and hid in the ground.
But the creatures came, deep in their home,
Found mother dying, and the girls couldn't hide.
Hear the cries of the kids above you.
Hear the joy you can never have.
Feel the pain of your empty coffers,
Echoing hole rips your heart in half.
Hear the cries of the kids above you.
Hear the joy you can never have.
Feel the pain of your empty coffers,
Echoing hole rips your heart in half.
So they ran to the wall.
Looked out in the blackness, and saw only stars wherever they looked.
Brought with them a kite,
They stole from the toyshop.
Held on to the string, they held on to it tight.
And the beast came again, it came from behind them.
So the girls... closed... their...
Eyes... held... their... breath... and... jumped.
And they flew far into the blue
And they flew over grassy fields, and trees
And they flew far into the blue
And they flew over grassy fields, and trees
Where they lived forever more