Grinding hard, teeth and nails, cartilage and bone Tools of lies, hardware of harm, in deafening alarm The myth machine sent to war, no contents, no core
I'll admit that I'm a monster when you realise you're insane Things have to be this way all the future and ever after
The guiding light that leads you can make you blind A good day is the very day when it burns you We might be of the same blood, but no aquaintance - no love
I'll admit that I'm a monster when you realise you're insane Things have to be this way all the future and ever afterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
