Maybe you can hear the screaming The screams of self punishment The hollow cries from this repetitive condition Maybe you can see the way The way their actions became their fall And took it’s toll upon the innocent Maybe you can say Say this life was more than cheap imitation Rubble from a tower that once stood tall Lie in wait for the hands of it’s builder Restoration is the name I scream Hindering the darkness at bay I wait patiently for this revival call To diminish the statues made in my nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
