Children on a playground, laughter echoes, clapping game Trading cards on dining table, pulling up on climbing frame Rejected on the corner, full of fear backstage Tears of retarded cripple have paved the way to rage
Thorns and burrs, thorns and burrs All those suppressed emotions were tearing my steel veins Thorns and burrs, thorns and burrs So many years have gone - my bitterness remains.
Scoundrels by the hedges lighting smuggled cigarettes Young peerage in shabby Hades wicked as their silhouettes Introverted and wanted still carrying that weight Rage of retarded cripple has paved the way to hate
Crowded auditorium – violin quartet takes the scene Playing melodies of sorrow, good and badness hang between Hiding behind a mask and every kind of phoniness Just like retarded cripple sunk into lonelinessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
