Outside the grasp of sanity Frostration wrapped in leathers On the other side of the glass Watching figures dance
At the outer edges of peril Immobilized in black In a box made of glass and stone Where no light of day can reach
Symphonies proclaiming harm The unbeatable beating within Reaching boundaries beyond Casting the singing of seraphs
One for no waves Two for the setting suns Three to touch the clouds
One for the calm Two for the night and the rest to reach the light
Ingestion from healer's hand A slave to the fruit they bare Famine induced by the ones in white Where no hunger should be
At the outer edges of peril Immobilized in black In a box made of glass and stone Where no light of day can reach
Symphonies proclaiming harm The unbeatable beating within Reaching boundaries beyond Casting the singing of seraphsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
