Surpassed youself, I became myself In this cold, dirty pit, Filled with tertiary delirium. I tore up heated with a past fetters. Having turned to ashes, sympathy Didn't stop to be sympathy. But naked cynicism rised from the ashes, Leaving vulgar sores On the body of severe thinkers. The contempt rise To fly up and don't fall And now I'm sincerly laughing At frightened eyes sceptical smiles. And I'm pulling out them, I'm laughing at one more blind man. Going the trampled path Of suffocating existence, I'm treading up in filth of your emotions. My principles raped a moral, My moral was bogged down in blows of my fists... I'm evoking my death, Having left all spare in cold, grey puddle. Walk all the time on a rape over the precipice of life You lick a last clots of fear frum rusted chain of fate. "You see, wishing to die is so boring?!" You see, it's impossible to understand, that you're blind!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
