Great abundance of grief, prosperity of poverty and wealth of misery prevails Losses you gain with weakness as your power while rejoicing at your plentiful agony Darkness as your guiding light, winter frost keeps you warm through the night Gallons of absinthe to keep you sane, only death keeps you alive
Solitude as your companion and silence to hear your cries Hatred for you to cherish and pain for you to enjoy effusively
Flying to stay on the ground, Fleeing to face the present Touching the prosperity you always failed to seeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
