Hail, oh dying race! In the zoo, made of clay, highly favored In the zoo, fear not the wind cast upon thee 'cause you've overshadowed time Leave your rubbles on the earth There's no turning back to witness the fear There's no way or will Teach me to forget my days, my dreams, my past There's no turning back to what you leave your rubbles on the earth! Spreading my wings, the storm won't let me fall The distant cold illusion is spreading my wings The great collapse, its aura Feel the divine, burn your hands against lava The storm won't let me fall! I’ve lived the dream, I’ve seen uniqueness Contemplate, no dance will take me home Distant thunders and a trembling hand Eternal mystery revealed never to the lambs I sink in the vortex of sand Am I here for the departure of grace? Revolution time is now, is the latter day for living dead: The distance, the light, the cold of the illusion of The eye will see, my wings as they disgust me There is no hope! No lesson learned, the medium is the disease Rebuilding time Far from redemption, futile will Obscure by clouds I'm lostTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
