Liquid sky on the wing of a butterfly Numbers are running and seconds are numbing Daisy chain of an infinite combination Factors are lying for what can be done
You think you have control You`re nothing but a role In a theater of distrust The sun follows the rain
Questions and answers never related to me To solve this riddle I need the master-key Coincidence shatters my reality Who is the puppet player of all these?
[chorus] Who cares about the colors you see? Who cares about this fading star? You read these letters, but who reads you? Maybe all your life is a simple RANDOM`S MANIFEST!
Slowly I have the chance to understand The chaos is changing all before my eyes I cannot comprehend-pure madness is running after me
Random`s Manifest at every sight-the things are changingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
