I scarify the earth. I carve my path with the line of my life - nomad's chosen mark. I scarify my brain with memories. The intensive taste of yesterday's air. The breath of freedom, the breath of fate. Distance between million names and places. The touch of native life, the culture's spell. I'm a man born to settle but with soul born to stray. Resident of everywhere in a residence of today.
The source of my being, the core of this path. I'm raising my army stronger than death.
The sacred art of waiting, humble votary. Time leaks through the days lost in dissolving dates. The hour of sacrum. The sacrum on stage. Sweet mantra of life, the cure that revives! I morph into the shaman performing the rite. Trance of the screaming faces, the voice of my tribe. Mellifluous prayer that will never fade. Hear the common rhythm pulsating in our veins.
The source of my being, the core of this path. I'm raising my army stronger than death.
I'm digging my earth scar. Step after step. Against everything I follow my fate. I'm digging my earth scar till I dig my grave. Wherever I'll fall, I'll fall as a fulfilled man!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.