"While we're sitting here my friend, over voices from the dead Floating from gramophone, those voices of forgotten lore... That sound, expression, the melody, symbols, their meanings, the history... It's all included, all that is there! Hidden sense to explore! But now no more... 'Cause on the sly, the Town lost in lies spills the poison, in which mind may sink Unlearning to think.
It's a simple thing to tell the difference between truth or lie. A bit out of key, the compromise between easy and that what's right, Of Era Zero kings and queens. I notice the lack of decent things! Some reptile choir, themselves adore, Among that what I called rubbish... Galore... Oh, I implore! Are we so hypnotized by this town of lies? Dream and slowly waste your life! Dream it'll be fine..."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
