Hope slumbers In abyss. Swallowing The light. Long since leaving This world behind. Infrequent and feeble. Bound to its imperfections.
Entombed together within this common enemy. Endless search for answers.
Together in this void Prodding the kindling anew. Now there's nothing Left to burn. Nothing else to give.
Freedom is a finite being. This decorated cage will wash clean, Its biomass cycles until the ground is gone. Foundations collapsing all around Footprints in the sand, drowning with the tide. Infinity swept away as dreams become denied. There is always something But in the end, its ambivalence has to die.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.