If Rumours were true, I'll find you In the border land Out somewhere in June Failing to Seek chances i seek Cutting my corners I Give up too soon If Rumours were true, I'll find you In the border land Out somewhere in June Failing to Seek chances i seek Cutting my corners I Give up too soon In Trenches of Filth i will stand Calling your name From Worlds Afar Worlds Afar Worlds Afar Worlds Afar I'll Find you Somehow I crashed into your arms I Followed your light Before we collide Know that i long for Your touch and smile Before we go tonight Have we crossed the galaxy there? In Trenches of Filth I will stand Calling your name From Worlds Afar Worlds Afar Worlds Afar Worlds Afar