Passion for life, passion for love Clear feelings without compromise No one would ever imagine the outcome Nor himself or others or his safe place…
Madness is sanity’s sister Without warnings and so simply He was damaged inside his spirit And died inside his environment
“You’re searching for nothing!!” was crowd’s shout But he was different, so unfamiliar with all Helpless to some, Demon to others Now he’s just a memory of shadow left behind him
Crossing the line he flew away No one would ever learn or care Even he had no knowledge of the limits That tried -tried to – surpass in one spell
Naked thoughts… Broken dreams… Damaged soul… Suicide… Matter…Crossing The Line…
“You are God!” would got shouted if he was God Truth was the only matter in his life But this rope is betraying his deed
How easy you can fall down Really, is there any possibility of return? Near to all but so far away from them Being a real Punk to their imaginary wishes
Let me now free your neck This rope now belongs to me I wasn’t yours but you touched me Wishing to meet you again…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
