Stretch to the sun While earth seeks comfort in the rain Will of black lung Tremble where the spirits tread
Stay in seclusion These opiates will fade I know No land for the old Kingdom come, claim your own
Like a pilgrim wanderer This cabin is now home For now asunder Till the smokescreen wears off
Primal sounds in the wake Bleeding from colours into shape No one was awake To hear the laws of nature take place
Revive life in uncharted woods, as we inhale Creation wept and understood the unearthly wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
