Razed, crimson,growned in white Her wet eyes are stering abowe, Sedentry places around her bed Satiated with doubt and fear
"Come to the land of unknown... You`ll be trapped on the treadmill of obeying yours Gods... Forgoten and rushed with duties of your paradise... Come and sacrifice..."
Chagrined faces, of drunkards, Dizzy brains shouting inside Sweaty pillows on her own, Forewer they`ll be there.
My most grevious fault Clean my filthy soul I`ll obey you till the end Grant me the Eternal Rest Scattered thoughts aiming at, Most distant times of my life,
They`re arriving to the end, Of their bloddy road Grab them alive, Grab them aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.