Immersed into the dark depths of his inner world And deprived of the ability to enjoy life, He is completely under the role of his gloomy thoughts and suspicions. He lost touch with the world and reality for ever.
Each day is a lottery for you Don't even know what will happen tomorrow All your dreams have ceased to exist Efforts and faith turned out to be in vain The prisoner of Miserable Fate
Depression turns to apathy – apathy to depression The world in your eyes will never be the same Your eyes are no longer burning with inspiration
Black hole's dragging you inside Once having looked in the doldrums eyes Not everyone can look away We are so feeble in the life storms eye
This world can hardly be named the place of harmony For all our conscious life we suffer betrayal This is the wound that never heals
Each of us is so fragile, the vulnerable sounds. We are betrayed forever, prisoners Of Miserable fate. Driven by instincts and petty frailty We are instrument of cruel apathyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
