Your presence has no tone here For I forbade life Hold no meaning in retrospect
Take apart my withered soul And grind my body to dust
Flowing blindly through this life Fingers ground to bone Sawed down through the walls of oppression
What was once a euphoria has diminished As my reigns are drawn tight by the mighty hand Virtue is but a dwindling candle in the wind you shall forever blow
Lashed down to my final drop of life Towing the beast birthing misery and woe The egress bound shut drifts further out of reachTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
