For all the agony we have suffered For all the glory desired to achieve All ideas of better life have dried And the blood stains our clothes
Sweet music pleasing the ear When there's nothing left to lose One's mind might go mad from it's beauty All burdens have vanished in the air thick with smoke For one moment we are satisfied
For once there's no throat to wrap fingers around And strings are finishing their part Soon we will see what lief beyond
The endless agony, all in vain No songs will be written of this endeavor Lost insanity and worthlessness Lost in deep dark pits with ladders rottingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
