The story started with a poem If you recite it all will come Who makes your fears, your crying in The worst enemy in the world
So one, two, three Will come for me Four, five and six No pray for me Seven and eight What should you take? For all the painful You'll have, nine, ten...
Laughing In silence, living in myself Absorbing the wishes that I want to live Consuming the forces running, Hunting as a crow So, no chance, let's start the show Coming slowly, step by step Looking around for everywhere Every move, right and left Look at behind you, is it there?
Sins that are protected Word by word in vain The rituals in a poem Are summoned by mistake
No time for this pleasure You shouldn't be terrified You live to die, you die to live You're nothing for the world You may cry and crawl But evil will remember that You live to die, you die to live you're nothing for the world
No time for this pleasure You shouldn't terrified You're in a hole you're in a marsh You are insane by words
It can't never surrender And never going to stop Whispers in your conscience You feel be just arrive
The story finished with the words The poem is totally mentioned Take care you can't never repeat This wicked poem once againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
