Time does not heal me, for you have broken the hourglass of reality. Now I must accept myself as part of the greatest pain called 'Knowledge.'
Into the nothingness, echoeing me, our cosmos holds the key to my thoughts, Betroth me to all theis foreverness or as much as the word has taught.
'Knots in the wood, why do you stare at me?' Now I gnarl my hair and twist it to a blatant shape. All I have ever perceived is merely an unforgotten memory. It will take more than a beggars torque to bind my neck because from the stars I have returned the answers to Legends past and those that are to be.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
