Afraid of something I’ve never felt, only safe in the warm movement of the sea. Let me breathe and I'll never come to the surface. What I can’t express gets printed in my mind. Like hatred for the betrayed, the silhouettes of hope won’t go away, they won’t ever go away. Deceptive / Illusive, I used to be made of ambitions and now my dreams are just a mess, I’m completely lost. My heartbeats, are feeding off my reason. There’s no need to fall apart. You don’t have to feel oppressed even in ceaseless search for identity. Those who led us here could return without hard feelings or sorrow and we may not have learned a lot or grown ever since, but we’ve never forgot who we are nor what we’re meant to be. We’ve clearly understood the duty to remain, to sustain the sound of our lives so it can be heard centuries apart and people could then say “Those people will never die”. It's hard to remember when it all started. We only have ourselves to blameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
