You love yourself when you come, nobody else The return to the womb is incomplete Your enemies will always live around you
When the worst is still in your head Needing a place for your brain, to rearrange itself I yearn to be the centre and the gravity point I carved Babel tower with golden runes Ascending from my blood the spirits' life My harp will have silver strings, will you ever care? It's not the meaning what I'm looking for Just the point of no return
Maybe only those who leave know it all Life's lymph is still green like blood Feels like a tree being chopped Feels like the trip has stopped Please scar my brain with your tongue again Please use my life as you best prefer Get ready, we'll walk on the edge This time we've got nothing to share
Stop it, live it, enjoy it once again But remember once I was so pure So pure...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
