Where are you bright futures? Fading away in the fog and mire Falling through dead flesh Through the grey, though pain Kissed by moonlight and laid to sleep
My kingdom shimmers and dissipates Laments reaching through night I am a throne made from dust Nothing remains draped beneath dusk The world vanishes into deathlike silence
Shadows and fog drift toward me Rising through the dusk and soils Cloaking futures that once were seen Rememberance of the kingdom that was Now I am a throne made from dust
Impermanent Fleeting Evanescent Fading
Falling into the darkness again Fighting against the growing silence The cold burns against my naked flesh Darkness enshrouded me once more No way out, the world vanishes again
My kingdom has fade to fog and nought I am a throne made from dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
