Aching pain pierces through my head My loneliness is the pay for the gift I was conferred by the gods After my endless wandering among people
I wandered through the worlds Looked at the faces and tried to understand and find Anyanswers forthe questions the chaos asks mere mortals
Realization came to me in my prophetic dreams
Breathers are self-destructive as They live in illusive worlds Creating ephemeral dales they are afraid ofthe doom They hide themselves in lots of empty dogmas and laws They eliminate this realm right here and right now
They are stuck in the swamp of obscure ignorance Between nowhere and never Within the ice of ancestry mind
The blizzard is coming, it will bring the pain youdeserve And I hear screaming through the howling of wind
Aching pain pierce through my head My loneliness is the pay for the gift I was conferred by the gods
Oh, Lords of time Your damnation has become my gift To see the world in two colors Watching the life fades
Sensing dark eternity of this dead silence Far away from disgusting hypocrisyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
