Cross the lines remember this Watch the half moon on the cloth Take a star into your hands Mix the visions no sacrifice It's a face you don't want to see Flesh and bones touching me Cross of arms Disgusted by the view
Behold The voices of the undertone Behold The rising of the blackest moon
And even when they look at you You played with words you were told The people did not interest you Just the difference they could make Sacrifice the higher cause No clue no chance to have a choice Decided by a lesser god Pain is what I'm used to
Your sorrow paves the lonely road Your sorrow engraves your holy soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
