Madness
The gray fog swallow the forest Tires silently hidden in the moist mist The swamp covered with pale perspiration of sleep
Dark pond as a hole in absolute nought Midnight lake were insane moon dance reflexed In the frame of thrusting and blinding stars I contaminated of madness Of dark natures insane Night surrounded and enticed With the sweet of untied secrets and mysteries Eternity is so short But I already belong it And ready to start my own way. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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