You form a line for the broken hearted Capturing their innocence Your insolence only growing stronger Feeding on their emptiness
What's left Is nothing more than Existential questions for us We can't Save them from which they were led to By the nothingness
Delivered To the underworld No heaven above Or hell below
The spirits Are left to roam Nowhere to run Or home to go
What's left Is nothing more than Existential questions for us We can't Save them from which they were led to By the nothingness
You broke them down Until they were nothing All to be some Higher being You filled this garden With these graves All to be a higher being
What's left Is nothing more than Existential questions for us We can't Save them from which they were led to By the nothingness
What fuels you What drives you What must you do to fill your goal What fuels you What drives you You will do anything to growTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
