I see them all Stepping into fire They are like moths Flames're growing higher Blinded and circleing Inside the maze Lonely in crowd Approaches the black dawn
I can see the arclight But there is no brightness
I smell the dead sun Where are we now
Nowhere
Solo: Flisak
Is that destiny An endless puzzle No escape Just death in fire No logic No peace No liberation Sanity's annihilation
Insane
Insane
I see them all Stepping into fire They are like moths Flames're growing higherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.