I ran away from the black church on fire golden and silver trees falling on me their leaves just like tears of mercy I reached the lake whose waters changed into ice
they tried to bury me as a violet light took me a wild scream skinned inside
I looked around, myriads myriads of mirrows all my images went out of their glass showing me their hands a red cross stamped with blood I was the victim of a sacrifice
they tried to bury me as a violet light took me a wild scream skinned insideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.