Looking very deep in the mirror of dreams There is the old mighty figure in black That again stares at me with fire in the eyes Paralyzed I am in silence so deep
Dark empty cave with ceaseless drops Waiting my judgment static I freeze
In the mirror of dreams on the open field I run Thousands of horses gallop against me Fearless I invoke forces from beyond
They give me strength to execute my fate Now I become the BLACKEST HORSE Galloping uphill stepping strong on the falling rocks
With the vigor of the beasts and impartial tranquility Conquering the mountain to witness the sunrise Feeling the wind in my mane blowing so sweet I do what I think, I’m COMPLETE in myself
Looking very deep in the mirror of dreams There is the old mighty figure in black That again stares at me with fire in the eyes Paralyzed I am in silence so deep
Dark empty cave with ceaseless drops Waiting my judgment static I freeze
The judge keeps wandering in the cave of infinite drops Life and death that relay the time and space
There I’ll come back with powerful lantern To look for my inverted friend and then I can ask To point my mistakes and the correct advice Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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