Space to breathe the fresh air – no more human beings Territory means power – take it. Struggle begins when there are more than one – The world is too small, While we are fighting for better somehow- Times come and go, lives come and go, stories forlorn
Philosophy of destruction - succession at the same time Derivative of tens order – fanciful reflection..
Nobody dares… Under the influence. Nobody cares… While opposition inspires – Decomposition prevails
It’s easy for me to imagine the realm of the dead around, Decaying zombies with passion in eyes to chew what they’ve found So dumb in their crazy undying ambitions they hesitate – When they are given a chance not to ruin, but to create.
Power of the convictions read again and torn Don’t consume my brains now – Get thee gone!
Thought, born in the subconsciousness depths Is secondary – just like polyethylene body bags.
It doesn’t cost my blood drop – as long as I’m there, – hiding in the shell If you don’t want to get wet – Don’t walk when it rains But a prompt drop will trickle and get Right to your neck, right to your brain, causing no pain
Lie is not more a lie When spoken hundred times.
A game without players and players without a game A height without the heaven and puddles without a rain Every hour of the eternity – all the same Images alternating – mirages to gain.
I want my voice to be heard – No matter what I speak Efforts to kill the emptiness inside. As far as I believe I am not blind. Afraid to recognize the greatest fear. If it is not here – it is near.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
