Always behind while building to none Behold a beginning that’s swept up in one (twisting in pair) magnificent minds and the furious blind tremble in calm for the days left behind (within…meridian’s tear)”
Born from disease, misled to echo Shaping delusions while memories grow Filled with the sense to follow the cast But blessed with the will to raise ill of the past
Trained by the word and hand to complete the strand Encircled by a frame to abide the name
In every face lies the presence of one In every voice cries the answer to come Within the language of time, form, and thought Replies the aware of what has been taught
Guided by a reason, to become or to betray Embodied to a boundary that’s inner tides turn to portray For every word that bleeds to beg, to vow, a plea to be A cross to bear for a life chased but never free
from zero to end lay the stain of bonds left to mend A subtle decay for the faith that remains of the day
See the shade Of a wordless being, forced into seeing Trace the way Through inner resign and endless design
C3: In every choice lies the presence of one In every breath cries the answers to come Within the language of time, form, and sound Betrays the aware of what has been found Behind the seasons, an end to a change
(see the shade Where wisdom is broken of a wordless being forced into seeing, Within the language of all that can be trace the way Replies the unspoken through inner resign and endless design)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
