The lack of the ability of understanding Voices, voices, tearing through the soul Restless dreams, destiny that must be done Hopeless, with fire we must fight This endless emptiness fucking cunt!
Pathetic calls for help No one can stop it The prince of the existence, His axe has cut through the infusion That has fed the elder roots of wisdom
What would you do without This narrow shell that hooks us? With clear signs it's whisper it's own doom A morbid truth that's lying awake In the back of our mind
Don't be afraid The price must be paid Don't be afraid The price must be paidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
