Hierarchy is revolving, My head spins to match it With my feet I'm marching, Slower and slower... Straight along my bloodstream
Physicians have long watched me There were healers in ancient times, Who saw my blood going bad... But all has worsened for the stream I waited too long, And I march because of it
I've turned into something else I'm hypnotized easily, Drawn to strange devices All in this urge to march, The final and only marchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
