When the knife twists The blood runs Vision dims I AM there
When the rope hangs A frail body Conscience blurs The very last breath I AM there
I AM there Throughout the pain Sorrow that remains Emptiness unexplained Whirlwind of emotions Battered, semi-conscious Unbound separation As a mystery of Creation
Experience Separation and grief Lack and regret Laughter and illusions And die a thousand deaths
Ahh The solitude of the end The coldness of a feeble hand The very last breath I AM there
See reality for what it is Mental construct for your beliefs Within a cycle that never ends To die a thousand deathsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
