the unknown seems to gather our humanoid tribe both gods and animals religious in defeat as pile of mass and matter man hails the deep a numb and lonely figure deprived of dignity
a solemn silence behind the wall of sleep elevation clinging to belief dictating and debating to die for the unreal with every word a bullet and every thought a spear
we will never get out of this world alive we're not destined to reach the other side we will never get out of this world alive we're not destined to reach the other side
all this but a notion all is to be rid of doubt and devotion all is to be freed all this but a notion all is to be lost in doubt and devotion all is to be rustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
