The great signs stood tall in breeze Monuments from the past Outliving the failing memories Reaching state of divine gateway to consciousness In awe would man watch towards the skies Seeing rough edges of monument As firm silhouette against decaying world Himself standing in cold shadow, meaningless and forgotten. All man made to be crumbled All turning into dust blown away by winds Erosion consuming dirt Manifestation of Iconoclastic power of natural might! Melancholy of the falling monuments, dirt road towards the void Melancholy of the falling monuments, echoes of connection slowly silenced.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
