There reists a colossal figure Born in dimensions Cared or forgotten What does it raise of us?
Love and rage
Outlined behind clouds Visible get far away Loom grabs the careless The occurrence lasts and lasts Or its nonexistent
Death creates again
Under velopment of reality Forever unable to crush Constant grotesque being is sentenced Touch doesn't condemn or help
Those are theirs, ours Piercing us with pity Spiritual black clouds And everything such vividly.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
