As I walk through the dark wood lost and weak Leafs are talking to my ears: “no way out” The trees are breathing as you did in your last breath The blood on my hands is mine (no remorse) It was just a part of me (but not me) What’s the price we have to pay to feel free?
We have only one chance to feel our hearts beating…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
