Time has a way Of reflecting itself In the mirrored haze of the past Perished in the coldness of my dead eyes distant and dreaming in fields
"I beg of you, come closer to me why must thou hide, if thou art supreme?"
Perhaps to hide the emptiness Also distilled in me
I was never made in any fucking image
That which I was, Cursed with a human heart Though I never asked to know you, you lay here with me
"I beg of you, come closer to me Close enough to feel the spear in your side..."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
