In solitude, is he wasting his life? A broken man, the owner of pride So deep in the sea of dreams The strings have been cut, and now he's out of reach
He's a failure by their rotten eyes Master of his art follows his heart the weeping victims of his desire Wolf among the sheep
He's a failure by their rotten eyes Master of his art follows his heart the weeping victims of his desire Outcast of the insane herd
Desperate dreamer never reaches his goal Like the Holy Grail never to be found These words crafted from his pain Without the art, it's just suffering in vain
He's a failure by their rotten eyes Master of his art follows his heart, even though it's hard The weeping victims of his desire Outcast of the insane herd Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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