The idol eyes of stone you see are cold and old have no expression no don't scare anyone now the wood of the cross is splintering in this time old man's mind don't teach anymore the child disowns his blood this wind is corroding even the hardest rock and it will sweep the sand away The mire of the bog is sticking on your tired arms the putrid air doesn't let your breath is deep your eyes see far remains of life ill and feeble skeletons of trees are keepers of nothing remains of nature that's already dead The night of thoughts will be so long will be so dark don't try to find in the air the flight of doves or vultures set your teeth and go on! go! go! don't yield to fate bite your lips and stand up don't stop don't surrender you too not now that you feel you are so near so near the light of the life You know the way will be so difficult to find every temptation to turn back so difficult to beat don't get it wrong you can't lose yourself you are the fire against the ice you are the day against the night Somewhere someone is feeling your deeper thoughts your bodies are vibrating a thousand souls are one soul angels of mire try to clean your wings you, angels of mire try at least once to fly and forever that wind will be ruled by youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
