How tall shall I grow? How deep Must I fall? Grains of sand Overflow North in all Nothing in all The great in the small
Scary glimpse of infinite Fear breeds fear, stretching slit Aching breath pours sanity Seconds as centuries Hear the creaking of the wheel Inside me, quite unreal I make it spin, I make it scream Screams like sirens Screams like winds Like sirens, like winds All means suffering Watching that Halo growing dim In the flicker of their wings Deafening is the pain Pain as far as the eye can reach Stabbing the sky from dusk to dawn Waiting for stars to hit the ground Waiting for the Sun to heal my wound Sharp lines entwined, glowing thoughts Grab my brain, clutch my throat Push me close to a giddy void Whirling swarms and deadly thrills Poisoned feathers making spin Making scream The Birdies WheelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
