Staring at the mirror Seeing no reflection In four walls of chaos Longing for redemption
Feeling only sorrow Crawling on existence King of no tomorrow Hiding in the incense
Wondering through all those deserted souls He's turning days into the nights and nights into your home
Bleeding red dot on horizon Tired day takes farewell breath What you need for your revival Is the night your only friend
Wrinkled lips are mumbling Pale old finger's moving Chords of ancient chanting Powerful illusion
Skulking in the guestroom Of medieval ruins Night reveals the secrets Night answers confusion
Wondering through all those deserted souls He's turning days into the nights and nights into your home
Bleeding red dot on horizon Tired day takes farewell breath What you need for your revival Is the night your only friend Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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