When the dark became glittering hail, they watched you shattering in free fall collapse:
You're a pulse in a pile of glass.
You look at me like I'm Apollo, your bright hero, shining to keep you safe, like I am the light.
I will shield you in, a radiant embrace, you will hold your head up high, withering the Titans,
like Cyrene before the lion.
I will see you rise, I will watch your rise, and light the footholds of your climb.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
