Anxiety flits through my mind I force the locked door open Anxiety flits through my mind Knives of words cut up my body
Rails of death have been laid Led by the rails, I gaze at my passing past I even lost words, the end of my journey was felt Everything goes over without any sense of loss
Anxiety flits through my mind I force the locked door open The rails to death remain a short distant to the destination The one light goes out even without leaving the vestiges of fading memory...
I imagined the future There was still some hope
I brought out my best way Then the new way have been laid downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
