In all their eyes i see the voracity every day i feel their cold indifference counting the stones of their false front and filling the crack with filthy mass never looking back, on the leached fields on the silty ground their actions have left forgetting the source. that allowed them to climb the hollow steps to their own fortune To their own fortune!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.