I was forgiven it seems
Like a kiss that stings like the golden trial of a gun with valentines from a dead star and vague prospects of a dying sun
I was forced from grace the downfall seems undone I cut deep to leave a bitter trace and keep searching for a better sun
I was forgiven it seems, there are no flames here hence I cling to the birthmachine I drift in timeless space hence I cling to the birthmachine
The kiss still stings the fulfilling remains undone I keep drifting like a dead star and I see prospects of a dying sun
It was truth I sought, and lies I was brought no God was found, I was hell-bound The tears I've tasted, the years I've wasted All in vain, I'm dead again... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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