Through the mind we flee to space As the shadows choose the place Though afraid, my sleeper must awake So I've used up all and left this time
Station Towards where we're falling Faces Glowing blue eyes upon me Waste us Or make us slaves till death like upon me Or turn around and fake they're proud I've found my true calling
Well beyond the mortal plane Lies the place where one's life can be exchanged No more conscience, no more pain The now, the past, the future stay the same
Station Towards where we're falling Faces Glowing blue eyes upon me Waste us Or make us slaves till death like the Paw Nee Or show the world exist without the day While the tall one tries convincing us to stayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
