There is a place where hindrance is dead Visions gone wild in a burning red Dream my friend Ever in rest With your head in your hands And your gaze fixed firmly ahead We are safe here A black winged angel watching over you And you dream And I pretend Sleep is all I ask Rest from all these bitter ends I've found a place where I won't be missed Steering clear from those jaded eyes I've murdered apathetic Your numb sense becoming my fix And I dream Far away from these tortured lands Cast away Spewing out the bile Purge me of the vile Home Home It's there I want ou to seeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
