Take it…Play! You still can … Son of joy Laugh or cry… You have time…Little boy There’s no place where’s the winds blow and the rain… … the rain is rising and storm played Are you warm , or are you feeling cold Don’t pay attention to me I’ll blossom in your darkest part of soul Though I don’t exist The fight – the veil of smoke The fight – my name is death I sometimes touch your hair… Son of joy ‘Cause I know…I know your fate …You know I’ll blossom in your darkest part of soul And I know your fate We’ll meet some day I’ll give you my hand I’m the enemy; I won’t be your friend You will slap my face but I know your fate You can’t run away. Together we stand I am the Messiah , cry of the strangled desire I’m the drunkard rave, rust of your brain illness I’m the despair and pain, I’m your nightmare dream I hear but you never see me . You‘ll hear my voice and you must believe ! I am a disguise of torment Why do you dream ? Why do the little boys dream ? When I see your thought I always feel the grief Draw me the sign of joy , the meaning of this word Irrationality . Dreams of the colourful world I don’t know! I don’t live to see Take your life ! I‘ll destroy your dreams I am a disguise of torment Fall asleep . I’ll stay here … Son of joy Why I can’t … I can’t have any remorse . No !Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
