Feel the bends Charge the lens of Doomsday Tension I feel the End is nigh
When we´re sleeping When we´re dreaming I pick the Bones clean with the light I pick the Bones clean with the light
Death reflect us in it´s mirror reaching out to us and we´re transformed into burning stars Death reflect us in it´s mirror Lights the private dark Breaking out through mind and skull
Feel the strains See the stains of ruination I feel the End is nigh
When we´re sleeping When we´re dreaming I pick the Bones clean with the light I pick the Bones clean with the light
Death reflect us in it´s mirror reaching out to us and we´re transformed into burning stars Death reflect us in it´s mirror Lights the private dark Breaking out through mind and skullTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
