The streams of blood are withered, the wind has calmed The sun burns its Stigma into the skin Our words went unheard, our scripts are faded The flesh is rotten, our souls condemned There was one direction, and one direction is what is left The divine glance is what was to be found
The Sun's Stigma There was one direction, and one direction is what is left We reached for the stars, and were blinded by their light Too far from the roots, too high in the sky Human mutilation in the blink of an eye We reached for the stars, and were blinded by their light Our light is goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
