Someone from high is always building your mind And watching you by a demon's eye No time for a thought when the orders are a lot If you will swerve then you'll die Maybe it's the god which is made by the mob Spreading dread all around Forces of hell marching straight on the road But the reason it's never been found
Run for your life Wait for your shadow Run for your life Wait for your shadow
Isolation, through your soul Ordination, play this role isolation, through your soul Expectation, a self control Now all your life it's shining like a silver knife And sticking the beast in the dark Running so fast passing troubles of the past Crashing the tooth of the sharkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
