As I stand here now I stand here so alone My eyes are filled with tears We believed we had it all in our hands But oh so little we have now So cold the lachrymal fluid blaming me Never will we see the horizon again We're lost in this so deep Submerged wasteland It's sad the way she tries to tender me Her eyes are filled with tears Our only remembrance emotional ecstasy Now thousands of flies on her pale body How we loved it Her sweet smelling grass we once laid in In our coldest mornings we used to smile Being able to open theatre curtains And enjoying the diamond winterfields We were watching But it all had an end Let's take the serpentine windings To the end of the wasteland We're lost in winterfields of pain Only rivers they have no end Now even the snow it makes us blind Will this passion sermon Ever stop againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
