The dark sky seems to have crashed down on the ocean unhooked by winds, shooted by lightning. The rain makes an opaque and constant trickle which's rising up on the horizon, sharp blades. I try to swim on a volcanic sea Sticky and burning, through the wave's foam I saw, in torment, a sign of peace standing out. Sinking, I discovered the calm of the drowing. First suffocating and paralysed by frozen depths, I found a second breath which got me forgetting my disgusting nature of carcass. Purple, blue, green, rotten, to end into nothingness.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.