Her love could be the light that could guide these lone banshee My hearts found a hearth from which my dreams Could warm and relax these sad machines
In blades of white, we walk through the fields of grass and light We look on to see the broken bend Reminders of mankind's hopeless end
Such blossomed souls, I feel like I'm not too far from home These feelings I thought that they had stole Are blooming; I think I've lost control
These tired bones, will lie here and never be alone Your sweet sighs will echo through the stone The fabrics of life forever sewnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
