Fall short from the glory, fall... existence here is to pay for my impurities, torture to endure, for my soul is enlightened, but to pay by the pain and yhe agony, why were we made to pay, why? Trapped in this material world, weakened by the hatred, in this life and lives to come, death to face again & again & again, give me knowledge of the spirit world, suspend in the blackness of the universe.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.