all that I wanted is to lay under ground this world is not for me, so I die as a god (of emptiness) I want to retire from a place for which I don't care my world, it dies too, but my life will not end down there nobody will see me, where I fumble in the dark and exploring for dimensions where my spirits will grow
now I see the cerecloth closing above me no thinking for the future, for now no future for me the maggots will soon feed, crowling through and over me but my soul will search for dimensions of eternity
my spirit, will show the path where you can see, my forgotten rests a miserable, disfigured tomb lay some flower, for my tired soul
it will wake me, and I'll be there Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
